Eyes of the World
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โฑ๏ธ 5:42 duration
๐ ID: 24119779
๐ Lyrics
Right outside this lazy summer home
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no
Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home
Wonderin' where the nut-thatch winters
Wings a mile long just carried the bird away
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away
There follow his wagon behind him and that's loaded with clay
And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay
And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
And the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
Sometimes we live, no particular way but our own
Sometimes we visit your country and live in your home
Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone
Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
And the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
The heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no
Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home
Wonderin' where the nut-thatch winters
Wings a mile long just carried the bird away
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away
There follow his wagon behind him and that's loaded with clay
And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay
And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
And the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
Sometimes we live, no particular way but our own
Sometimes we visit your country and live in your home
Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone
Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
And the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
The heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:09.35] Right outside this lazy summer home
[00:18.74] You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no
[00:27.55] Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home
[00:37.17] Wonderin' where the nut-thatch winters
[00:42.27] Wings a mile long just carried the bird away
[00:54.84] Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
[01:03.57] The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
[01:13.07] Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
[01:21.88] But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
[01:28.81]
[01:48.63] There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away
[01:57.73] There follow his wagon behind him and that's loaded with clay
[02:06.78] And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay
[02:15.96] And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day
[02:25.22] Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
[02:33.97] And the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
[02:43.32] Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
[02:52.26] But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
[02:58.60]
[03:19.10] Sometimes we live, no particular way but our own
[03:27.87] Sometimes we visit your country and live in your home
[03:36.83] Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone
[03:46.16] Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own
[03:55.16] Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
[04:03.81] And the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
[04:13.19] Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
[04:21.83] The heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
[04:30.12]
[00:18.74] You ain't got time to call your soul a critic, no
[00:27.55] Right outside the lazy gate of winter's summer home
[00:37.17] Wonderin' where the nut-thatch winters
[00:42.27] Wings a mile long just carried the bird away
[00:54.84] Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
[01:03.57] The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
[01:13.07] Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
[01:21.88] But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
[01:28.81]
[01:48.63] There comes a redeemer, and he slowly too fades away
[01:57.73] There follow his wagon behind him and that's loaded with clay
[02:06.78] And the seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay
[02:15.96] And night comes so quiet, it's close on the heels of the day
[02:25.22] Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
[02:33.97] And the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
[02:43.32] Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
[02:52.26] But the heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
[02:58.60]
[03:19.10] Sometimes we live, no particular way but our own
[03:27.87] Sometimes we visit your country and live in your home
[03:36.83] Sometimes we ride on your horses, sometimes we walk alone
[03:46.16] Sometimes the songs that we hear are just songs of our own
[03:55.16] Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
[04:03.81] And the heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
[04:13.19] Wake now, discover that you are the song that the mornin' brings
[04:21.83] The heart has its seasons, its evenin's and songs of its own
[04:30.12]