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