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 New Start von Carla Johnson

Endless walking let's our water fade 

And our hearts are just hopeless stones

In a ghetto I don't know where

I just wonder where we’ve landed here

Smoking times at a window

let your world still go ‘round after all

And the rage against the police

let's a generation become hero(in)es holy.

So tell me:

How can there be a new start

Let there  be a new start

We are one world not only parts

We must do what we can

We must do all we can

Losing your home’s the start of a losing game

Your friend got shot for what?  I don't understand

And if we know we don't show that we know

That's why we are here now and sing it out loud

Tell me tell me, tell me, 

How can there be a new start?

How can there be a new start?

We`re one world not only parts

We must do what we can

We must do all we can for a

New Start 

Let there be a new start

We are one world not only parts

We must do all we can

Can we do all we can

Our hearts are tired but now awake

Our hope is fragile like first snow flakes

And the future slowly surrounds us

with a smell and a melody we’ve never heard before.

Troubled Nature von Carla Johnson

Verse 1: I'm fishing in the seas of my troubled nature
Looking for the key to my buried treasures
But the only thing I see is a blurry me
Send me white flying doves and the light from above

Chorus: You lift me up to the highest heavens
Guide me down to the deepest depth
Take me up into the glowing skies
Lead me down to the Ocean's ground

Verse 2: Walking ‘cross a field of scattered pieces
whirling all around, it's hard to breathe
But can you hear it, can you hear?
Can you hear that melody, peaceful and free?
Butterflies now unfold sense the open and wide

Chorus: Lift me up to the highest heavens
Guide me down to the deepest depth
Take me up into the glowing skies
Lead me down to the Ocean's ground.

Verse 1 : I'm fishing in the seas of my troubled nature
Looking for the key to my buried treasures
But the only thing I see is a blurry me
Send me white flying doves and the light from above