Time of Passion (Chill Mix)-Silent Voices

Last night, I went to sleep as a child Only to wake up this morning and find I was a man In my hands I discovered the tools and the rage of my father And in my heart I found the love and the fears of my mother Confrontation between the night and day The land of the sea, the fire and the air The sacred and the profound, the holy and the unholy The focused and the miss directed, the bullet and the flesh The mind and the spirit and the sound when you hear it The oppressor and the resistor, the brother and the sister We are not walking with the ghosts of the dead We are alive with the spirit of our passion We are not walking with the ghosts of the dead We are alive with the spirit of our passion