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The become the rain The sad the pain inside Cryin' a game, yeah-e-yeah And smoke the flame
I'm a father to my son, I'm a son to my You dismiss I'm living proof of
Times are minds are re-arrangin' It doesn't matter if you're Black, Buddhist or We all the power, concrete like a tower So delicate seed a flower
Times are minds are re-arrangin' It doesn't matter if you're Black, Buddhist or We all possess the power, like a tower So delicate seed a flower
A boy a man A song becomes a memory of a time in your A river becomes an And becomes undone
Feelings become A becomes a devotion for the rest of your life The boredom the same And guilt turns into pain,
I'm a father to my son, I'm a son to my You dismiss I'm proof of metamorphosis
Times are changin' are re-arrangin' It doesn't matter if you're Black, or Asian We all the power, concrete like a tower So delicate seed a flower
Times are minds are re-arrangin' It matter if you're Black, Buddhist or Asian We all possess the power, like a tower So seed becomes a flower
I'm a father to my son, I'm a son to my You cannot I'm living proof of
are changin' minds are re-arrangin' It doesn't matter if Black, Buddhist or Asian We all possess the power, concrete a tower So delicate seed a flower
are changin' minds are re-arrangin' It matter if you're Black, Buddhist or Asian We all possess the power, concrete a tower So delicate seed a flower