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Father's Child

Duration

5:48

Genres

Acoustic

Lyrics

I can see your colours Leaking from the page I can hear your troubles Coming through your veins I can taste your sorrows And it fills your heart with rage It cuts me, it cuts me It cuts like summer rain Like your fathers child You see things from the third Cover tears with silver And canvass all you heard With your fear so subtle I don’t know what I’ve learned It cuts me, it cuts me It cuts like summer rain Summer rain Summer rain Let the music lead you Vibrations don’t disperse And when the movement fills you Show your strength in verse I can see you colors Leaking from your page

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