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Intro / Under The Tree

from Laz Jazz At The Bistro by Brothers Lazaroff

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Sometimes I feel so defined, by what my ancestors said
Voices in the air, still hovering overhead
Telling me wrong from right, and not always so polite
They just wanna pick a fight
But I’d rather be sleeping

Cause I’ve read grand opinions, seen them posted on the wall
Written through clenched teeth, laced with fury and vitriol
Never taking into account, that words can be tantamount
To hearts being ripped out
And bodies bleeding

Chorus:
Can’t we just find our own quiet place under the tree

Two men stood side by side, smiling cordially
Proclaiming they’re still friends, although they disagree
But behind closed doors they wince, and neither is convinced
That intentions aren’t balanced
With something hiding

Freedom rides right at you, like trail ways to a mob
Although they may look the part, some ain’t up to the job
But locked arms stand and sing, when the clang of metal rings
Young women can grow wings
And take off flying

Chorus

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from Laz Jazz At The Bistro, released September 15, 2017

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