Firedrop from Firedrop by NATIVE

Playing ain't the same
when the suns getting nearer,
feel a burn in the music
a not that rings so fresh.

I sit here in a peace of mind
peace of heart, peace of soul trying to rhyme.
Bring the Word back, bring the Word.
And adding music to my scene
like lime to the water,
to make it more like me.

A space isn't empty unless its void
a heart isn't filled unless with joy.
What can I say to a feeling like this
a change will come.

Cruisy Sunday afternoon
the sun beats down on my weathered roof,
to the sea of to the lake,
no matter what path we take
we got to keep on moving, with our feet on the ground
and our souls, with room to glide.

Drop like the fire, drop like the firedrop, like the firedrop, like the firedrop, like the fire, sky high.

Relationships are mandatory
to live your life with meaning or story
to make the most of each day,

playing ain't the same
when the suns getting nearer,
feel a burn in the music,
a note that rings so fresh

I sit here in a peace of mind,
peace of heart, peace of soul
trying to rhyme.
Bring the Word back, bring the Word.

• Accoustic
• Dunedin
• Folk
• Indie
• accoustic rock
• acoustic
• folk
• folk rock
• indie
• indie folk
• mumford & sons
• new folk
• pop
• rock
• Dunedin