amour de la nature et de la terre: juillet 2019

Strong instinct for survival Romantically insane Moving soft along the edge of time Like a panther in the rain Manipulated rebels With a total disregard for the rules When pride comes tumbling off the great white stallion You move closer to the truth And the search continues for the meaning They build the cathedrals high But we keep our weapons ready Looming dark against the sky They're taking down the rain forest Changing it to a room without a view And the big trees fall like dominoes And we move closer to the truth The eagle watches from the mountain As the warriors turn into fools And the dice are thrown on sacred ground And they move closer to the truth And who's gonna tell the children How the rivers used to flow cystal blue And we keep leaving scars on Mother Earth And moving closer to the truth