Song | Seasons |
Artist | Earth and Fire |
Album | Earth and Fire |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
There were times before | |
the skies were blue | |
Before the sun could burn the dew | |
Times without years and seasons | |
But then when the seasons | |
were there | |
All kinds of vibrations in the air | |
The sky was blue | |
And no scar on the velvet skin | |
Winter: hoar-frost on the trees | |
I thin I’ll stay asleep for another week | |
Summer: I can’t protect myself | |
from the heat | |
I think I’ll find myself a shady seat | |
There were times before the | |
day was born | |
Before the rain could drown | |
the lawn | |
Times without years and seasons | |
But then when the seasons | |
were there | |
All kinds of vibrations in the air | |
The rain was wet | |
Transparent and like glass | |
Autumn: sparrows in the sky | |
While the leaves of the | |
branches are dying | |
Spring: sound of a new born life | |
I think I’m moving on ‘cause it’s time | |
There were times before the | |
skies were blue | |
Before the sun could burn the dew | |
Times without years and | |
times without seasons | |
There were times before the | |
skies were blue | |
Before the sun could burn the dew | |
Times without years and | |
times without seasons |
There were times before | |
the skies were blue | |
Before the sun could burn the dew | |
Times without years and seasons | |
But then when the seasons | |
were there | |
All kinds of vibrations in the air | |
The sky was blue | |
And no scar on the velvet skin | |
Winter: hoarfrost on the trees | |
I thin I' ll stay asleep for another week | |
Summer: I can' t protect myself | |
from the heat | |
I think I' ll find myself a shady seat | |
There were times before the | |
day was born | |
Before the rain could drown | |
the lawn | |
Times without years and seasons | |
But then when the seasons | |
were there | |
All kinds of vibrations in the air | |
The rain was wet | |
Transparent and like glass | |
Autumn: sparrows in the sky | |
While the leaves of the | |
branches are dying | |
Spring: sound of a new born life | |
I think I' m moving on ' cause it' s time | |
There were times before the | |
skies were blue | |
Before the sun could burn the dew | |
Times without years and | |
times without seasons | |
There were times before the | |
skies were blue | |
Before the sun could burn the dew | |
Times without years and | |
times without seasons |
There were times before | |
the skies were blue | |
Before the sun could burn the dew | |
Times without years and seasons | |
But then when the seasons | |
were there | |
All kinds of vibrations in the air | |
The sky was blue | |
And no scar on the velvet skin | |
Winter: hoarfrost on the trees | |
I thin I' ll stay asleep for another week | |
Summer: I can' t protect myself | |
from the heat | |
I think I' ll find myself a shady seat | |
There were times before the | |
day was born | |
Before the rain could drown | |
the lawn | |
Times without years and seasons | |
But then when the seasons | |
were there | |
All kinds of vibrations in the air | |
The rain was wet | |
Transparent and like glass | |
Autumn: sparrows in the sky | |
While the leaves of the | |
branches are dying | |
Spring: sound of a new born life | |
I think I' m moving on ' cause it' s time | |
There were times before the | |
skies were blue | |
Before the sun could burn the dew | |
Times without years and | |
times without seasons | |
There were times before the | |
skies were blue | |
Before the sun could burn the dew | |
Times without years and | |
times without seasons |