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Matisyahu - On Nature

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Piesa Matisyahu On Nature face parte de pe albumul Light , lansat in anul 2009 la casa de discuri Epic .

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There is a place in the bottom of the soul 
It's the bread of destitution 
Hearts splashed flat like dough 
Where there is no pollution 
 
Mute with no words to hold 
Hopes, questions or solutions 
Bedrock of a river that flowed 
No past, present or future 
 
We are men of nature 
We are made from the earth 
At the end of my eighty 
I'll return to the dirt 
 
Just sand, just rock 
Dry land, vast and silent 
Only being, only breathing 
We're just children of believers 
 
Like fire and water be strong with compassion 
In the morning we're born everlasting 
Like the grass by the sea bending with the wind 
Which knocks it down time and again 
 
We remain and sing standing 
'Til the dawn of day carries us away 
As we sway through the phases of each generation 
We leave our trace and then leave this station 
 
Fears, fronts, fantasy fades 
No blame untamed, unspoken 
Shiggy walks through the space on dry land 
That's cracked and broken 
 
We came to taste the rain 
We're just widows and orphans 
Not afraid to feel the pain 
Or to leave behind our notions 
 
Bathe and shower, taste the tension 
Hear the howl, climb the mountain 
Kiss the cold and heal the frozen 
Read the dreams in this here dungeon 
 
We are men of nature 
We are made from the earth 
At the end of my eighty 
I'll return to the dirt 
 
Just sand, just rock 
Dry land, vast and silent 
Only being, only breathing 
We're just children of believers 
 
There is fire in these leaves and they fall naturally 
I'm not afraid to face these seasons 
'Cause times change and there's no one to blame 
Even when the day is leaving 
 
Will you rise like a lion in the morning sun 
Or will you just lay there bleeding? 
When the time has come return to the kingdom 
Close my eyes and be screaming freedom 
 
Freedom, freedom 
Freedom, freedom 
Freedom, freedom 
Freedom 
 
We are men of nature 
We are made from the earth 
At the end of my eighty 
I'll return to the dirt 
 
Just sand, just rock 
Dry land, vast and silent 
Only being, only breathing 
We're just children of believers 
 
We are men of nature 
We are made from the earth 
At the end of my eighty 
I'll return to the dirt 
 
Just sand, just rock 
Dry land, vast and silent 
Only being, only breathing 
We're just children of believers 
Children of believers

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