I love the state of my United States
I love the common way that, that it is
the glamour that makes it famous
The warmth of the parties we participate
the glory of our flag is built with faith
Hamburgers: weak meat for losers
Where can we go?
where can we go?
to put our feet into the moon
How can we fool
ourselves with unfair rules?
wanting to let our heads in the moon
in the moon...
in the moon...
I bless the dirty stars of Texas Highway
I adore the guitar humming our prayers
the glamour that deceives global cameras
"Join the navy", said Mister President
thinking we're still a silly young trench
I'm afire 'cause I won't accept these liars
Where can we go?
where can we go?
to put our feet into the moon
How can we fool
ourselves with unfair rules?
wanting to let our heads in the moon
in the moon...
in the moon...
Ada Kayama composes songs and this blog is a base in which she posts lyrics made by herself.
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label faith. Show all posts
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Anthem to Santa Maria
Bodies outside making the dance
People struck for time and champagne
smoke circulating in those streets
Carry just the mud in your feet
Yes, there's a place where you've never been before
honey or bread, just care about the Peace and love
Yeah, the anthem will sound so kind tonight
a strange beat on our hearts for Jesus Christ
You're just Creation without Faith
look out to the moments that you lived
handshakes, shoppings, gas, New York
the hurry of a second will sign your grave hole
Black, so black as a crucifix in the wall
his mechanic hose just waits to a fall
if it's not on TV, it's not reality
but a real fantasy, made of pure teal concrete
Yes, there's a place where you've never been before
honey or bread, just care about the Peace and love
Yeah, the anthem will sound so kind tonight
a strange beat on our hearts for Jesus Christ
Forgive when they throw stones in his face
forget the sins of the Saint Mary's race
'cause love is still white hope to the poor
as long as the money is a fur, I'm sure
Yes, there's a place where you've never been before
honey or bread, just care about the Peace and love
Yeah, the anthem will sound so kind tonight
a strange beat on our hearts for Jesus Christ
People struck for time and champagne
smoke circulating in those streets
Carry just the mud in your feet
Yes, there's a place where you've never been before
honey or bread, just care about the Peace and love
Yeah, the anthem will sound so kind tonight
a strange beat on our hearts for Jesus Christ
You're just Creation without Faith
look out to the moments that you lived
handshakes, shoppings, gas, New York
the hurry of a second will sign your grave hole
Black, so black as a crucifix in the wall
his mechanic hose just waits to a fall
if it's not on TV, it's not reality
but a real fantasy, made of pure teal concrete
Yes, there's a place where you've never been before
honey or bread, just care about the Peace and love
Yeah, the anthem will sound so kind tonight
a strange beat on our hearts for Jesus Christ
Forgive when they throw stones in his face
forget the sins of the Saint Mary's race
'cause love is still white hope to the poor
as long as the money is a fur, I'm sure
Yes, there's a place where you've never been before
honey or bread, just care about the Peace and love
Yeah, the anthem will sound so kind tonight
a strange beat on our hearts for Jesus Christ
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jesus christ,
life,
Peace and love,
santa maria
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