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I can see my old man singing harvest into the night I can see him tapping his rings on the wheel as he drives Plain to me needle and the damage done in my mind Memories the radio wasn't working for a time And we can all hold our sweetest memories And pull them from the shadows of the darkness we've seen And hold them like a beacon on this crazy journey In this ever changing world and its secret societies I can see happy faces dancing long into the night And I can see children rolling in the dirt by the fire Sweet memories laying face up little hand tucked in mine Respectfully sharing stories of the stars from another time And it was hard to imagine a scene Where the people of the world would be locked down in their streets And the borders that we knew to be careless and free Had become strict state lines and illegal to breach I agree without love there's no foundation to start And I agree all that matters are the matters of the heart Plain to see all the hatred in the wells of the past Lost at sea treading water between the light and the dark And it's not hard to imagine a scene Letras de cancionesWhere all religions of the world come together in peace To wash the hands of time to start over and see If we can love the earth just like the ancients believed And it's not hard to imagine a scene Where the rhythm of the earth is in perfect harmony Where the songs of the birds put you quietly to sleep And with the sweetest morning breeze they pull you gently from your dreams Your dreams From Letras Mania