Returning to Seed Songtext
von Ingrid Chavez

I′m going down
I'm going under
I′m returning to soil
I'm returning to seed
I don't know where I′ve been
But it′s not here where I belong
So I will sleep
And I will dream of tomorrow

On the branch of a wild pear tree
He sits, a spangled starling
Each morning I watch for him
And with the sun, he comes with song
And the breath that moves through wooden flutes
And the sigh of the strings of a Del Aruba
And the lament of a Spanish guitar
I remember here in the soil
I remember here in the seed
I remember


I'm going down
I′m going under
I'm returning to soil
I′m returning to seed

I'm returning to you
I don′t know where I've been
But it's not here with you where I belong
So I will sleep
And I will dream of tomorrow
So I will sleep
And I will dream of tomorrow

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