Diaspora (feat. Jen Soriano)

There are times
When I am one with the field
And there are times
When the sun soothes my soul
In the mornings, dusty winds take my pain
Then in the evenings, an old memory fades away

Your empty promise to provide
But there is no way here
We can't survive
And so I spread my wings and fly
From home

Now in the darkness
Neons flash, the music starts
I dance to rhythms
Of a thousand lonely hearts
These men between my legs
They thrust a million lies
But these men between my legs
They're how my children survive

So if you promise to provide
Food for my family and ways for us to survive
Well then I'll spread my wings and fly
Back home

Home
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Credits
Writer(s): Paul Bolick
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