Lyrics Ancestors - The Frank and Walters

Ancestors

The hand that writes
The words that I speak with
The way I walk The eyes that I see with
The thoughts I have
Are not all uniquely mine
The sky above
The streets that I walk through
And ancient man
Did he feell ike I do?
The wind that blows
Has been there along long time
Raise a glass to the stolen memories
Raise a glass to the empty life we lead
She said that?
I don?
t know what happiness is for?
She said that?
I don?
t know how I feel anymore"
The way I laugh
And certain things I do
The pain I feel
The changes I?
ve been through
The blood inside
Has come from a long long line
As I went by
The burnt out remains and
The tired eyes
Of engines of trains
It was then I saw
The treasures in jars of clay
Rise above all the stolen memories
Rise above all the beauty that?
s revealed
She said that?
I don?
t know what happiness is for
She said that?
I don?
t know how I feel anymore
She said that?
I don?
t mind if you go out tonight"
She said that?
I don?
t mind I trust you with my life?
In aspecy, gesture voice and voice?
s tone
In my flesh, in my thoughts and in my soul
She said that?
I don?
t know what happiness is for?
She said that?
I don?
t know how I feel anymore"
She said that?
I don?
t mind if you go out tonight"
She said that?
I don?
t mind I trust you with my life?