Accords et paroles Flower Jewel

Flower

Jewel

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1.   She dreams of the country her eyes go far away
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    she wishes for flowers he says     "Perhaps in May."
    The city always was gray the reflections of his eyes
    and she knows he liked it that way and that way he shall die well.
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    She's always known       that there was something more.
    There's this hunger in her belly like an instinct
     it tells her that there's something more.
    This living shouldn't be called living
    'cause it's really only half a life.
   She's a flower that grows despite cement holes -   
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    and she will survive          she will survive.
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2.   She's a rare breed with violet eyes     and leafy limbs
    in conversations she looks for cracks to dig her roots deep in.
    And her ways come up like daisies she pushes her head to the sun.
    She says "I am content here to grow
     despite the steel frost that consumes everyone."
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3.    In the end these steel cages will consume us
    and like coffins ignorance will take us in and
    fashion don't mean anything 'cause fashion cannot be our friends.
    And when all else fades away and the city falls into its sleep   
    we'll still have flesh blood bones and our soul to deal with
    so we should dig our roots deep.
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     Always known   that there was something more.
    There's this hunger in her belly like an instinct
     it tells her that there's something more.
    This living shouldn't be called living
    'cause it's really only half a life.
   She's a flower that grows despite cement holes -   
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    and we will survive           we will survive.
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  And we will survive

Flower

Jewel