Letra da Música It's Spring de Project Pitchfork

spirit is like a finger in the paint of life
I'm writing something at your door
you have to come out to read what was written
at your door stands a person who looks like you
no sign - no letter - no message
movement is a color and time a shape

to focus on - it needs time
to leave the own creation
is a way to feel about sentences
placed in your heart
accepted as a law
to break your will - to give a choice
which paint to use - which paint you use

to color the world
from outside the house
of black and white nightmares
planted long ago by the ones
without a home in their hearts
they never read the message
written on their doors
they never crossed the threshold
so the world outside is yours !

I'm writing something at your door
you have to come out - to read what was written
at your door stands a person who looks like you
to focus on - it needs time
to leave the own creation
planted long ago - by the ones
without a home in their hearts
and they never read the message
written on their doors
they never crossed the threshold
so the world outside is yours !



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By Dickinson