作词 : Esperanza Spalding
作曲 : Esperanza Spalding
Ochre, ivy, brick, and leather bound books built up by heavy lock crooks with unburdened minds of bastardized Darwinian logic projected as hard evidence on backs and faces of our ancestral culprits wasted, toiling as a majority of plantated crimes
We wanna knock and climb strings of wisdom and build our own hot breath kingdoms and make humane passions rain down ash then hand out dirty white rules to wipe up and memorize then howl our own law hand-me-downs upon the class of masses and grin as each graduate passes on our synthesized words that sterilize natural awe
Sage grows on the mountain
You can dig it with a silver spoon
Float it off to market
Hawk and talk it from hot-air balloons
Get your good old-fashioned learning
Hear the bell in summers
Ending underneath the apple tree
Time to choose a branch
And build your nest of animosity
Now we're really, really learning
It's been hard to grow outside
Growing good, and act happy
And pretend that the ivy vines
Didn't weigh our branch down
It's been hard to grow outside
But we're finally happy
Where the sage on the mountain now
Is a plant or animal
Sage grows on the mountain
'round the fountain of unfiltered truth
Someone's locked the well
You might contaminate their point-of-view
And the taste of high-class feelings
Peeking through the keyhole
Thirsty people watch the mastery
One degree of kneeling separates the heads from loving need
And the art of low-class feeling
It's been hard to grow outside
Growing good, and act happy
And pretend that the ivy vines
Didn't weigh our branch down
It's been hard to grow outside
But we're finally happy
Where the sage on the mountain now
Is a plant or animal
Finally. Ochre, ivy, brick, and leather-bound books to find and fill our minds with double-standard visions by degrees we master slaving over someone else's questions test their problems and abolish all unsavory and good grammar and forbid shovels, picking their hammers, and the act of starching linen to become the educated ones wrapped in them
It's been hard to grow outside
Growing good, and act happy
And pretend that the ivy vines
Didn't weigh our branch down
It's been hard to grow outside
But we're finally happy
Where the sage on the mountain now
Is a plant or animal
[00:00.000] 作词 : Esperanza Spalding
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Esperanza Spalding
[00:02.187] Ochre, ivy, brick, and leather bound books built up by heavy lock crooks with unburdened minds of bastardized Darwinian logic projected as hard evidence on backs and faces of our ancestral culprits wasted, toiling as a majority of plantated crimes
[00:14.830] We wanna knock [?] and climb [?] strings of wisdom and build our own hot breath kingdoms and make humane passions rain down ash then hand out dirty white rules to wipe up and memorize then howl our own law hand-me-downs upon the class of masses and grin as each graduate passes on our synthesized words that sterilize natural awe
[00:32.467] Sage grows on the mountain
[00:35.052] You can dig it with a silver spoon
[00:40.404] Float it off to market
[00:42.926] Hawk and talk it from hot-air balloons
[00:47.498] Get your good old-fashioned learning
[00:56.514] Hear the bell in summers
[00:58.664] Ending underneath the apple tree
[01:04.071] Time to choose a branch
[01:06.312] And build your nest of animosity
[01:11.660] Now we're really, really learning
[01:18.052] It's been hard to grow outside
[01:21.270] Growing good, and act happy
[01:24.440] And pretend that the ivy vines
[01:27.542] Didn't weigh our branch down
[01:30.549] It's been hard to grow outside
[01:33.600] But we're finally happy
[01:36.703] Where the sage on the mountain now
[01:39.992] Is a plant or animal
[01:54.490] Sage grows on the mountain
[01:57.085] 'round the fountain of unfiltered truth
[02:02.513] Someone's locked the well
[02:04.788] You might contaminate their point-of-view
[02:09.836] And the taste of high-class feelings
[02:18.520] Peeking through the keyhole
[02:20.887] Thirsty people watch the mastery
[02:26.256] One degree of kneeling separates the heads from loving need
[02:33.709] And the art of low-class feeling
[02:39.455] It's been hard to grow outside
[02:43.316] Growing good, and act happy
[02:46.520] And pretend that the ivy vines
[02:49.503] Didn't weigh our branch down
[02:52.634] It's been hard to grow outside
[02:55.830] But we're finally happy
[02:58.889] Where the sage on the mountain now
[03:02.083] Is a plant or animal
[03:15.765] Finally. Ochre, ivy, brick, and leather-bound books to find and fill our minds with double-standard visions by degrees we master slaving over someone else's questions test their problems and abolish all unsavory and good grammar and forbid shovels, picking their hammers, and the act of starching linen to become the educated ones wrapped in them
[03:31.862] It's been hard to grow outside
[03:35.130] Growing good, and act happy
[03:38.170] And pretend that the ivy vines
[03:41.369] Didn't weigh our branch down
[03:44.330] It's been hard to grow outside
[03:47.787] But we're finally happy
[03:50.856] Where the sage on the mountain now
[03:53.965] Is a plant or animal