I often sit, I often sit
I often sit and stare at the sea
Stare at the sea, stare at the sea
I dream, I dream and hope and wish
Some things are best expressed by nature
Like the song of a sun
We split our roads in a race to power
Like we split the atom
Is it only love that you favor? Truth is the flavor
Fear is the flip side, no faith in the warm skin
Brotherhood shows when
The surface breaks from the outside
So you encounter yourself
While watching your body cry
When the all the faults don't seem like
The tools you used to create your life
Thoughts fermenting
I am repenting
For the trouble I caused
My peace, my wars
Man on the shore watching a stream
Looks through the ripples to rocks in the bed
Plants broke the surface seeds in the soft sands
Roots hold to rocks as the currents fled
Plants broke the surface the seeds in the dragonfly
Seeds now the stem now the seeds of a plant
Life to expression sounds like a blood flow
Ear to the skin heartbeat of a man
Man on a hill watching the city
Looks through the clouds the clocks in the tower
Well life brought the surface, protect what's within
Same from the winds and the foreign power
Man broke the surface the woman and the child
Dream now the columns of black smoke
Life to corruption the fear of the true flow
Ear to the earth heartbeat of a whole
Some things are best expressed
Some things are best expressed
Some things are best expressed by nature
Like the song of the sun , song of the sun
The song of the sun, song of the sun
The song of the sun
Artist: Marcus Miller
Artist: Paul Rodgers
Artist: Christophe Mae
Artist: Foster & Allen