Brazil

You somehow think you know me
But can you read inside my soul

You try to tell my story
What you believe you don't quite know

Everybody has their Brazil
It was bound and I bought these chains
There's no provisions for that lonely winter
Shack or place where we choose to be

The town is gray and empty
Two strangers meet out on the road
That evening by the fire
They share provisions in the cold

Call it love, call it see the day
Cities burning, can you look away
Everybody has their Brazil
It was bound and I bought these chains

Everybody has their Brazil
It was bound and I bought these chains
There's no provisions for that lonely winter
Shack or place where we choose to be



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Topol
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