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On Nature-Matisyahu

Ahh

Ahh

There is a place in the bottom of the soul,

It's no bread of restitution

Hearts smashed flat like dough

Where there is no pollution

Mute with no words to hold

Hopes, questions or solutions

Bedrock of a river that flowed

No past, present or future

We are men of nature

We are made from the earth

At the end of my eighty, I'll return to the dirt

Just sand, just rock, dry land, fast and silent

Only bein' only breathin'

We're just children of believers

Like fire and water be strong with compassion