Tommy Lee - A seed become a flower, a cocoon becomes
A butterfly winter becomes spring time, and love
Becomes a child the clowds become the rain the sad
Becomes the pain inside cryin' becomes a game,
Yeah, yeah, and smoke becomes the flame, Im a
Father to my son, yeah, Im a son to my
Father you cannot dismiss I'm living proof
Of metamorphosis
Tilo - Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it
Doesn't matter if your black budohist or asian we all
Possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate
Seed becomes a flower! x2
Tommy Lee - A bot becomes a man, a song becomes a memory
Of a time in your life, a river becomes an ocean, and
Life becomes undone. Feelings become emotion, a marriage
Becomes a devotion for the rest of your life, the bordem
Becomes the same, and guilt turns into pain..Im a father
To my son, yeah, Im a son to my father you cannot
Dismiss I'm living proof of metamorphosis
Tilo - Times are changin' minds arer e-arrangin it
Doesn't matter if your black budohist or asian we all
Possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate
Seed becomes a flower! x2
Tommy Lee - Im a father to my son, yeah, Im a son to my
Father you cannot dismiss I'm living proof of metamorphosis
Tilo - Times are changin' minds are re-arrangin it
Doesn't matter if your black budohist or asian we all
Possess the power, concrete like a tower so delicate
Seed becomes a flower! x2
Writer(s): Tommy Lee, Timothy Murray
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