A Paz, Gilberto Gil
Time has come, long shadow thrown, a crowd bursts into anti-song
Wounds the soul that looks on, harks back to that feeling bomb’s about to drop on all
Every card told, every religion a death, casts a long draw, death delt them all
Breaking the Earths cycle stem breaks thru song’s fragile soil, touches me once
More precious to me, g, you are than my own soul, in love for you I’d risk it all
Bloom from the ocean, sea-shell delicately ensouled, but once to touch, g, then have it all
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