Blue Yellow Green
I went north south east and west
To find out that the tree was inside the seed Yeah
Your head down, your eyes to low to see
Your legs bound, you walk to fast to seize
Creation groans, propaganda won't let you hear no
I know your time is money
What do you have to sell this time my friend
I rather hear a new song from the bird
I need a little bit of blue yellow little bit of green on this painting
I need a little bit of blue yellow little bit of green yeah
Hey hey, it seems like everyday is a repeat of the same
False pretense to make up for the void within
Bright lights to make up for the darkness
I feel the kind of pain money can't ease, words can't relieve
I went north south east and west
I need a little bit of blue yellow little bit of green on this painting
I need a little bit of blue yellow little bit of green yeah
Concrete jungle, heart of stone, New York state of mind
Same old song on the radio about to drive me crazy
Restless hustle big city dreams
Mother nature, healing of the nations yes I need right now
Healing of the nations yes I need
Mother nature has the remedy, harmony to the chaos
I feel the kind of pain, money can't ease, words can't relieve
I feel the kind of pain money can't ease
To find out that the tree was inside the seed Yeah
Your head down, your eyes to low to see
Your legs bound, you walk to fast to seize
Creation groans, propaganda won't let you hear no
I know your time is money
What do you have to sell this time my friend
I rather hear a new song from the bird
I need a little bit of blue yellow little bit of green on this painting
I need a little bit of blue yellow little bit of green yeah
Hey hey, it seems like everyday is a repeat of the same
False pretense to make up for the void within
Bright lights to make up for the darkness
I feel the kind of pain money can't ease, words can't relieve
I went north south east and west
I need a little bit of blue yellow little bit of green on this painting
I need a little bit of blue yellow little bit of green yeah
Concrete jungle, heart of stone, New York state of mind
Same old song on the radio about to drive me crazy
Restless hustle big city dreams
Mother nature, healing of the nations yes I need right now
Healing of the nations yes I need
Mother nature has the remedy, harmony to the chaos
I feel the kind of pain, money can't ease, words can't relieve
I feel the kind of pain money can't ease
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Writer(s): Yade Jean Marc Innocent Balet
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