letra de breaking the bread - fré (band)
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there he sits
in your son’s seat
a fellow survivor of time
he turns quiet too
in crowds
you go inward
sit in your own peace
you enjoy the tumult
a soft smile on your lips
your eyes kind yet regal
you have never been
a woman of many words
but you know the art
of speaking with your eyes
sit in your own peace
you enjoy the tumult
a soft smile on your lips
your eyes kind yet regal
you look into that man’s eyes
your grandchild on his lap
and you know
you two are carved
from the same tree
you pick up some bread
break it in two
reach out to him
we are family now
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