More songs by Sampha
More songs by War Child Records
Description
Mastering Engineer: Matt Colton
Associated Performer, Programmer, Producer: Sampha Sisay
Engineer: Billy Halliday
Mixing Engineer: David Wrench
Composer Lyricist: Sampha Sisay
Lyrics and translation
Original
Navigating my way through eyes
That I do not recognize, no
Divided attention might
Might misguide my intentions, oh, I
And I tend to hold you high
I wanna be your samurai, yeah
And I tend to simplify
And ask myself questions like
Do we need to have a mansion
Just to feel we have a home?
Do I have to have a kingdom, love
Just to put you on a throne?
We can manage expectations
We can go high if you want
Just more building than destruction, love
Is the way that we should go
The paradox of choices, I
Am always running out of time, I
Inherited these wounds of mine
That the grass is always greener, oh, I
Wrapped up cocoon we hide
Governed by the world outside, yeah
Seed growing up inside
I'm gonna be a padre, oh, I
And I'm more thankful
For these mornings and open eyelids
I'm more thankful
For this old body with new surprises
And I'm more thankful
For what I own than what I don't right now
What I don't right now
Do we need to have a mansion
Just to feel we have a home?
Do I have to have a kingdom, love
Just to put you on a throne?
We can manage expectations
We can go high if you want
Just more building than destruction, love
Is the way that we should go
Do we need to have a mansion
Just to feel we have a home?
Do I have to have a kingdom, love
Just to put you on a throne?
We can manage expectations
We can go high if you want
Just more building than destruction, love
Is the way that we should go
English translation
Navigating my way through eyes
That I do not recognize, no
Divided attention might
Might misguide my intentions, oh, I
And I tend to hold you high
I wanna be your samurai, yeah
And I tend to simplify
And ask myself questions like
Do we need to have a mansion
Just to feel we have a home?
Do I have to have a kingdom, love
Just to put you on a throne?
We can manage expectations
We can go high if you want
Just more building than destruction, love
Is the way that we should go
The paradox of choices, I
Am always running out of time, I
Inherited these wounds of mine
That the grass is always greener, oh, I
Wrapped up cocoon we hide
Governed by the world outside, yeah
Seed growing up inside
I'm gonna be a padre, oh, I
And I'm more thankful
For these mornings and open eyelids
I'm more thankful
For this old body with new surprises
And I'm more thankful
For what I own than what I don't right now
What I don't right now
Do we need to have a mansion
Just to feel we have a home?
Do I have to have a kingdom, love
Just to put you on a throne?
We can manage expectations
We can go high if you want
Just more building than destruction, love
Is the way that we should go
Do we need to have a mansion
Just to feel we have a home?
Do I have to have a kingdom, love
Just to put you on a throne?
We can manage expectations
We can go high if you want
Just more building than destruction, love
Is the way that we should go