Crooked Landscape (music - Martha Woods, lyrics - Martha Woods)

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Feet buried deep in the past

Can't escape this hazy landscape,

Tied down to a forgotten land.

We scatter the pieces of out hearts

In places far apart

And we create a crooked landscape

Weathered by who we are.

We can sow our seeds on whatever ground we please

So lift the anchor and sail on through the ever-changing seas.

We can sow our seeds on whatever ground we please

So lift the anchor and sail on through the ever-changing seas.

We were born here and here we shall die

But it never crosses our minds

The places we've seen in the in-between,

Tapestry of a thousand skies.

For we are the only ones

Who know where we truly belong,

So much more than what came before

And the ground that we stand upon.

We can sow our seeds on whatever ground we please

So lift the anchor and sail on through the ever-changing seas.

We can sow our seeds on whatever ground we please

So lift the anchor and sail on through the ever-changing seas. 

We can sow our seeds on whatever ground we please

So lift the anchor and sail on through the ever-changing seas.

We can sow our seeds on whatever ground we please

So lift the anchor and sail on through the ever-changing seas.