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letra de sky is an old friend - propaganda

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[intro]
same blood

[chorus: vanessa hill & propaganda]
sky (yeah), earth (ayy), sun (yeah), rain (we are old friends)
joy (yeah), love (yeah), fear (ayy), pain (we are old friends)
sky, earth, sun, rain (we are old friends)
joy, love, fear, pain (we are old friends)

[verse 1: propaganda & vanessa hill]
you remind me to keep my dreams big
and head in the clouds, and imagine out loud (earth)
sweet mother earth keep my feet rooted
and tapped in and listenin’ to sacred feminine
she is the source of vitamins and nutrients
and too much of a good thing can flame your cores
i think i hеar now what you been sayin’
a little drizzle and cold can soothe your soul
and bring joy to thе darkest hours like the summer showers
and hidin’ your emotions is rather coward
she’s the origin of everything gorgeous
and anything short of it ain’t really important
can heal the crippled ’cause sin ripples a warning
learn to channel her energy, she ain’t your enemy
rain gets a bad rap, if we ain’t had that you can clear that cashapp coppin’ that hazmat
[chorus: vanessa hill & propaganda]
sky (yeah), earth (ayy), sun (yeah), rain (we are old friends)
joy (yeah), love (yeah), fear (ayy), pain (we are old friends)
sky, earth, sun, rain (we are old friends)
joy, love, fear, pain (we are old friends)

[verse 2: propaganda]
mach speed, i took flight, watch prop giggle at gravity
life is not a riddle, no boohoo’s after tragedy
might’ve flinched a little when damoose took a stab at me
no apology, black, y’all gon’ have to be mad at me
i set my sight on new pastures
as if green grass could erase my past
or the scars left, new air from same earth
imagine every border, it’s the same dirt
a love narrative of tragedy and glory
a new crib in the burbs won’t change the story
and my work calls with a meditation
divine gift in my voice, existin’ is sp-celess
and my body ain’t thin at all, i feel the gravity of it all
found reality follows me where i roam
three-sixty degrees back home under

[chorus: vanessa hill & propaganda]
sky (yeah), earth (ayy), sun (yeah), rain (we are old friends)
joy (yeah), love (yeah), fear (ayy), pain (we are old friends)
sky, earth, sun, rain (we are old friends)
joy, love, fear, pain (we are old friends)
[outro: vanessa hill]
sky, earth, sun, rain
joy, love, fear, pain
sky, earth, sun, rain
joy, love, fear, pain

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