Streets Bloom
When I was walking in town
This morning, after months on the road
I thought on the memories
All I have seen and what I've done
This cold just break my bones
Why the sun is not strong enough?
But the noise in my neighborhood
Brought back the heat
Brought back the will
Telling to my friends
Where I went and with whom I
Telling to my friends
Where I've been
My steps on the dancefloor
Lit the lights of the nightclub
The venue where I played
Was made of brick from forest plants
And vans don't need no fuel to move through
The streets bloom
When I die, I'll be not aware of who I am
But I'm more alive than ever
To trace my way
When I die, I'll be not aware of who I am
But I'm more alive than ever
To trace my way
To trace my way
When I was walking in town
This morning, after months on the road
I thought on the memories
All I have seen and what I've done
This cold just break my bones
Why the sun is not strong enough?
But the noise in my neighborhood
Brought back the heat
Brought back the will
Telling to my friends
Where I went and with whom I
Telling to my friends
Where I've been
My steps on the dancefloor
Lit the lights of the nightclub
The venue where I played
Was made of brick from forest plants
And vans don't need no fuel to move through
The streets bloom
When I die, I'll be not aware of who I am
But I'm more alive than ever
To trace my way
When I die, I'll be not aware of who I am
But I'm more alive than ever
To trace my way
To trace my way
To trace my way
To trace my way
To trace my way
This morning, after months on the road
I thought on the memories
All I have seen and what I've done
This cold just break my bones
Why the sun is not strong enough?
But the noise in my neighborhood
Brought back the heat
Brought back the will
Telling to my friends
Where I went and with whom I
Telling to my friends
Where I've been
My steps on the dancefloor
Lit the lights of the nightclub
The venue where I played
Was made of brick from forest plants
And vans don't need no fuel to move through
The streets bloom
When I die, I'll be not aware of who I am
But I'm more alive than ever
To trace my way
When I die, I'll be not aware of who I am
But I'm more alive than ever
To trace my way
To trace my way
When I was walking in town
This morning, after months on the road
I thought on the memories
All I have seen and what I've done
This cold just break my bones
Why the sun is not strong enough?
But the noise in my neighborhood
Brought back the heat
Brought back the will
Telling to my friends
Where I went and with whom I
Telling to my friends
Where I've been
My steps on the dancefloor
Lit the lights of the nightclub
The venue where I played
Was made of brick from forest plants
And vans don't need no fuel to move through
The streets bloom
When I die, I'll be not aware of who I am
But I'm more alive than ever
To trace my way
When I die, I'll be not aware of who I am
But I'm more alive than ever
To trace my way
To trace my way
To trace my way
To trace my way
To trace my way
Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Mascarenhas Santana
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