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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