With all the guns on the moon, would our hate bleed out? We’ll bake a cake with our neighbors and party loud [2x]
Oh ah oh [2x]
We’ll play our flutes, the flood has come and the fire’s out
The sweet sun glows, tans our skin, and we’re laying out
Our sins our loves our games our joy and our weaknesses
Waiting for Jesus to show us what real love is
En vez de bombas pistolas, matanza (Instead of bombs, pistols, killing)
Existe paz, la esperanza mañana
(Peace and hope exist tomorrow)
Corre el sangre y lloran las mujeres
(The blood flows and the women weep)
Corre el sangre y lloran las mujeres
(The blood flows and the women weep)
With all the guns on the moon, would our hate bleed out?
We’ll bake a cake with our neighbors and party loud
Pull out your roots from all the blood, all the oil
The tree of peace grows we dance on it’s soil
credits
from The Dana Project,
released February 9, 2009
ft. Jeremy Flores on trombone, Jesse Holcomb on British gibberish
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