Ars Nova - Fields Of People / Entracte: Vita De L'Alma Mia

Wildflowers grow everywhere Vibrations flow, things will have to change Strange new ideas fill the air Some people leave, others grieve Some were bare but things will change Old concepts go, new ones grow Every moment Yes, the world begins again And the wildflowers grow out of fields Fields of people There's no such thing as a weed Seeds of hatred Plant them and soon they will breed Streets bluming flowers to the land There seems will fall calling man to understand Somethings must die but it's end Every moment Watch the world begin again And the wildflowers grow out of love Love of people There's no such thing as a weed Seeds of hatred Plant them and soon they will breed Fields of people There's no such thing as a weed