| Song | Pockets Of Peace |
| Artist | Xavier Rudd |
| Album | Food In The Belly |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rudd | |
| here and now our choices here are growing thin, | |
| as children grow they grow with what they see | |
| in these times where paranioa closes in | |
| power and hate a rampaging disease | |
| in our minds we build the blocks to what we need | |
| in our minds we are reaching out for peace | |
| in our hearts we know of such the hills to climb | |
| in our hearts a sesne of mass defeat | |
| shame sahme these games that they play with you and me | |
| shame for these games that they play our children will keep | |
| these are our times this problem much to big to hold | |
| for you and i far too high to reach | |
| we can begin by holding close the things we know | |
| and valuing our pockets of peace | |
| these are the earth the sun the moon the sea the sky | |
| these are the gifts to which we all agree | |
| through these things and those we love we can unite | |
| and sink into our pockets of peace |
| zuo qu : Rudd | |
| here and now our choices here are growing thin, | |
| as children grow they grow with what they see | |
| in these times where paranioa closes in | |
| power and hate a rampaging disease | |
| in our minds we build the blocks to what we need | |
| in our minds we are reaching out for peace | |
| in our hearts we know of such the hills to climb | |
| in our hearts a sesne of mass defeat | |
| shame sahme these games that they play with you and me | |
| shame for these games that they play our children will keep | |
| these are our times this problem much to big to hold | |
| for you and i far too high to reach | |
| we can begin by holding close the things we know | |
| and valuing our pockets of peace | |
| these are the earth the sun the moon the sea the sky | |
| these are the gifts to which we all agree | |
| through these things and those we love we can unite | |
| and sink into our pockets of peace |
| zuò qǔ : Rudd | |
| here and now our choices here are growing thin, | |
| as children grow they grow with what they see | |
| in these times where paranioa closes in | |
| power and hate a rampaging disease | |
| in our minds we build the blocks to what we need | |
| in our minds we are reaching out for peace | |
| in our hearts we know of such the hills to climb | |
| in our hearts a sesne of mass defeat | |
| shame sahme these games that they play with you and me | |
| shame for these games that they play our children will keep | |
| these are our times this problem much to big to hold | |
| for you and i far too high to reach | |
| we can begin by holding close the things we know | |
| and valuing our pockets of peace | |
| these are the earth the sun the moon the sea the sky | |
| these are the gifts to which we all agree | |
| through these things and those we love we can unite | |
| and sink into our pockets of peace |