Dots, Circles and Lines Songtext
von Lederman / De Meyer
Dots, Circles and Lines Songtext
Dots, circles and lines
Images and signs
Sacred to those who know
Unsafe to those who don′t
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
Life and death entwined
Body, soul and mind
Evident, demure
Enlightened, obscure
Enlightened, obscure
Evident, demure
How, what for and why
Depends on the eye
Depends on the eye
Depends on the eye
Depends on the eye
Depends on the eye
The rocks and the plants
Our ancestral chants
The landscape burned by the sun
Forcing us to run
We hunt and we forage
And we gather knowledge
Sacred to those who know
Unsafe to those who don't
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
The encoded meanings
Of the often naughty paintings
Sacred to those who know
Unsafe for those who don′t
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
The dry river bends
And the soil turned to shreds
Sacred to those who know
Unsafe to those who don't
Images and signs
Sacred to those who know
Unsafe to those who don′t
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
Life and death entwined
Body, soul and mind
Evident, demure
Enlightened, obscure
Enlightened, obscure
Evident, demure
How, what for and why
Depends on the eye
Depends on the eye
Depends on the eye
Depends on the eye
Depends on the eye
The rocks and the plants
Our ancestral chants
The landscape burned by the sun
Forcing us to run
We hunt and we forage
And we gather knowledge
Sacred to those who know
Unsafe to those who don't
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
The encoded meanings
Of the often naughty paintings
Sacred to those who know
Unsafe for those who don′t
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
No evil, no rebel
No demon in here
No hero, no ego
No leader in sight
The dry river bends
And the soil turned to shreds
Sacred to those who know
Unsafe to those who don't
Writer(s): Jean-marc Lederman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

