Rasta Tribes - Shandon

Run to the sun blind shelter for my head\nYou’ll make me laugh and cry\nI don’t know what’s happening to me But certainly it’s true\nAll the trive no come against my dreams\nBut remember when I used to smoke and bite\nRasta tribes don’t look for the future\nLive your day more and more happy on a cloud\nSave the grudge and open your mood in myself\nDesperations can say my prayers\nTry to find a new world where there is kindness\nAnd love forever in my alone little earth\nNo remorse waiting for nothing better\nNo remorse for every boring problem\nNo remorse we should play for livin'\nNo remorse it’s time to paranoid no more