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letra de days of old - blue saint

days of old lyrics
[intro]
oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
this my days of old
this my days of old
this my days of old
hey

[verse 1]
lets rewind time to a time when i was around five
my life as child, in sunshine
when the sunlight shined bright in those times
and fireflies would glide skies back in those nice, nights
a flashback of my life, i’ll try writing lines that will highlight
all things that i seen as a child, right
all my dreams and bright ideas
before the clouds their rolled
and made a change to my days of old
and shaped the ways and go and grow
and take away my father’s soul
hey, this before the days of when i was maybe spitting
a baby living in unsafe conditions, but love be filling
the whole family up, so i ain’t seeing
all the pain that had stained the place i lived in, listen

[chorus]
look, i don’t know, what you’ve been told
about my life, my days of old
about my past, well let me show ya
come let me show, you, the things i hold
see, i don’t know, what you know, so here you go
[verse 2]
see i came from congo
a place i played on unpaved ways, glass bottles
of coca-cola, wasn’t rare, the air weren’t hollow, it was heavy
i’d stare at the sky, and swallow the view
before i was five, and i had to move
before i knew of fights and common abuse
and all the riots and problems ensued
and my father alive and fighting for truth
before the lies that’d come to consume
our people’s lives, we’re running from troops
many would die and many would lose
all of their lives or face some abuse
they’re taking your child or raping the wo-
-men are left dead inside and red is the hue
of the place you survived, creating some feuds
this before all them times, i’m showing to you, blue

[verse 3]
dad gave me a golden harmonica
when congo was in my consciousness
a prosperous country, yes
on the contrary, the country was
far from a comfy, plush
state of living, graves were missing
the country concocting threats
to families their causing deaths
fatalities swarming, stress is tragically growing
showing the cracks that be clawing this, place that i live in
humanity is inglorious, creating some villains
turning some kids to some warriors
while i was playing harmonicas, on top of the hills
didn’t know of the horrors that haunted
while i sauntered and chilled
didn’t know of the coffins that popped up
till my father was k!lled
my father a martyr and parts of his heart he instilled, in me
back to when things were harmonious and harmless
the calm before the heartless storms had started
and cyclones had targeted and discarded parts of
my home in large sums
ah d-mn (ah d-mn)
[chorus]
look, i don’t know, what you’ve been told
about my life, my days of old
about my past, well let me show ya
come let me show, you, the things i hold
see, i don’t know, what you know, so here you go

- blue saint

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