fré (band) – breaking the bread كلمات اغاني

there he sits
in your son’s seat
a fellow survivor of time

he turns quiet too
in crowds
you go inward

sit in your own peace
you enjoy the tumult
a soft smile on your lips
your eyes kind yet regal

you have never been
a woman of many words
but you know the art
of speaking with your eyes

sit in your own peace
you enjoy the tumult
a soft smile on your lips
your eyes kind yet regal

you look into that man’s eyes
your grandchild on his lap
and you know
you two are carved
from the same tree

you pick up some bread
break it in two
reach out to him
we are family now

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

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