Whyte Seeds Came Down Hard
We were passing through
Did it our own way
Everything was closed
Even in their mind
We came down hard
and made some love
and made some love
Saw it was very poor
the wine wasn't done
When the lights went down
the wind was roaming free
We came down hard
and made some love
and made some love
Then we built a house
Living there was free
Life was in the air
Music in our hands
We came down hard
and made some love
we made some love
we made some love
we made some love
we made some love
we made some love
we made some love
we made some love
we made some love
