Distance always makes me cry,
Just don't want to let go one more time,
In touch shooting a broken heart
Time is a healer, whispers the traveler to her endless goodbyes
Simple simple tracks
Woven on the surface
In rememberance of the inner child
Fortune always stacks it up
Until it all comes tumbling down
Then you just pick up the pieces and build your home again
Like you always should
Make it strong, make it good
Make it strong make it good keep the good mood
Distance is an illusion let go this fear of separation
Life is my master I wanna be a player
Presence is my task
Day by day I feel strong the connexion
With the air, the threes, the sun, the sky and the water
I m not out the universe
‘Cause we are the universe
I guess it's just the distance from my heart
Keep it pooring down out loud
Stop the pain sinking deeper inside let it flood
Soften the hard broken surface let it flood
Work these hands into the soil/
salt and light will make it allright
Work these hands into the soil
Attends, attends
Je te sens distant
Que pasa? Est-ce la distance?
Loin des yeux, loin du coeur, ne sont que des discours
Le disque tourne,
Chaque times ça boom et is rebuild
I stay cool and let it flow
Inside disappear
Discreet I dispense with arguments
Time & patience discuss and speak the truth *
Let the rumors flow from those who call you crazy
Your inner fire has never disappeared!
Pablo remains available to your life and its flow, their words are disparate
The evil spirits tell you this by trickery
Let the sadness flow,
We have all seen resentment and jealousy more than ten per street
I have trodden summits at meditate... laugh!
Step by step the doubts disappear
Let it flow
And then let it flow
All rivers become rivers
and end up being... Mediterranean!
Impro Assia:
I yélé... (Impro)
Work these hands into the soil,
salt and light will make it allright

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