On Nature Matisyahu

(Ahhs solo)

(Ahhs with chorus)
There is a place in the bottom of the soul,
it's no bread of restitution
hearts splash fly like dough
where there is no pollution

you would know words to hold
folks question your solutions
bedrock of a river that flowed
no times, 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.

type, fire and water be strong with compassion
in the morning we're born everlasting
like the grass by the sea
bendin' with the wind which knocks ya down time and again
We remain and sing
stand until the dawn of day carries us away
as We sway through the phases of each generation
We leave our trace and then leave this station