Returning to Seed - Ingrid Chavez

Oh oh

Oh

Oh

I'm going down

I'm going under

Mmm

Oh oh oh

Oh oh

And returning to soil

And returning to seed

Woo

I don't know where I've been

But it is not here where I belong

Mmm mmm lang lang

Woo

So I will sleep

And I will dream of tomorrow

Tomorrow

Woo

On the branch of the wild pear tree

He sits a spangled starling

Each morning I watch for him

With the sun he comes with song

In the breath that moves

Through wooden flutes

In the sigh

Of the strings of a dilruba

In the lament of a spanish guitar

I remember

Here in the soil

I remember

Here in the seed

I remember

Woo

I'm going down

I'm going under

Mmm

Oh oh oh

Oh oh

I'm returning to soil

I'm returning to seed

I'm returning to you

I don't know where I've been

But it is not here with you

Where I belong

Woo

So I will sleep

And I will dream of tomorrow

Mmm

So I will sleep

And I will dream of tomorrow

Wow