Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Pieta Brown
Heroes fading in a lost nation
With no priorities
I’m looking for a sacred station
Won't you help me please?
It’s a maze…an electronic shuffle
Underneath the waves
Hear the message in the plaintive muffle
A buzz that numbs the brain
Factories rising
Forgot about the love
Future shock
Can’t hold a candle to the dove
A candle to the dove
Heroes consumed & then forgotten
Is there even a reflection?
I’m looking for a simple sign
And I’m so sick of rejection
Factories rising
Forgot about the love
Future shock
Can’t hold a candle to the dove
A candle to the dove
There’s a land
I can hear it speaking
There are roots
And their descendants speaking
Visions burdened & unfulfilled
Of sacred circles turning still
Among dead-end roads
& grass upon the hills
I love you still
Yes I love you still
Factories rising
Forgot about the love
Future shock can’t hold
A candle to the dove
And there’s grass upon the hills
There’s grass upon the hills
Grass Upon The Hills was written by Pieta Brown.
Grass Upon The Hills was produced by Bo Ramsey & Pieta Brown.
Pieta Brown released Grass Upon The Hills on Tue Apr 06 2010.