Texty

Hey ah ma hey ah Hey ah ma Ohh We give thanks and praises To the most high We give thanks and praises For the holy eyes That see all and don't get caught up in the game of life We give thanks and praises For this sacred time He said my friend you must tend to the garden in your mind We spend this life pretending that we're only a disguise But I know you're so much more than the changing tides So give thanks and praises to the most high Om Sarvamangala Mangalye Om Sarvamangala Mangalye One by one We come home All I know Is heart and soul Just let go Of what you hold One by one We come home Hey ah ma Yeahh I'll set the table But I will take my time Nothing but grateful For it is all inside I'm in all and all is I yes it's grand design Concepts and labels Burn inside this fire He said my friend when you seek you will surely come to find And what's been hidden in dark that it must come out to light Yeah I'm sure that what's in store it is the greatest find So give thanks and praises to the most high Om Sarvamangala Mangalye Om Sarvamangala Mangalye One by one We come home All I know Is heart and soul Just let go Of what you hold One by one We come home Yes we come home, Jah yeah We come home Ambawaydanana Ambawaydanana Ambawaydanana oh oh oh Ambawaydanana Ambawaydanana Ambawaydanana oh oh oh yeahhh Ambawaydanana Ambaway ambaway ambaway Ambawaydanana ohh oh oh ooh oh Ambawaydanana Ambaway ambaway ambaway Ambawaydanana ohh oh oh Ohh oh Ohh Yeah yeah Ohhh Jeya Jeya ma Jeya ma We give thanks and praises To the most high We give thanks and praises For the holy eyes That see all and don't get caught up in the game of life We give thanks and praises For this sacred time
Writer(s): Samuel Alexander Garrett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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