People Are Mosaics

Bright light feels
Moonlight conscience
You know golden fields and yet
Rough street corners, concrete oceans seems where life's unfolding
You see the bodies, the dreams and the mind of the people, glowing

People Are Mosaics

These are wonderful visions
Summoning desires of ancient gold, mystic souls
Dwelling in my wondrous mind
These powerful visions, calling out for more
Where the instinct goes and no one knows how to set some boundaries right

Bright light feels
Moonlight conscience
You know golden fields and yet
Rough street corners, concrete oceans seems where life's unfolding
You see the bodies, the dreams and the mind of the people, glowing

People Are Mosaics

We never know what we're made of
We're made of so many things, we're made of so many places

People Are Mosaics

These are wonderful visions
Summoning desires of ancient gold, mystic souls
Dwelling in my wondrous mind
These powerful visions, calling out for more
Where the instinct goes and no one knows how to set some boundaries right



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Borgazzi, Federico Bigonzetti, Ivano Borgazzi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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