Lyrics:
a boy who left for college yesterday
And the years and car seats multiplied and all the drives to work made time fly by
Those hundred thousand miles were
In the bank laughing
Ain't down by my zeros
Couldn't go out sad
Ain't shedding no tears
And I been down bad
I said not another year
Flow too sick it
Go away
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11 - 29 verse 1
29 - 44 bridge
44 - 1:02 chorus
1:02 - 1:30 post chorus
1:30 - 2:00 verse 2
2:15 - 2:30
2:00 - 2:30 chorus
2:30 -
will
Now, the years went by and his girl was wed
His family gave him up for dead
But now and then the natives would say
They'd seen him runnin'
will
Now, the years went by and his girl was wed
His family gave him up for dead
But now and then the natives would say
They'd seen him runnin'
and tech apparent in
The construction are the
Result of years of engineering
Advances beyond the present
The city feels simultaneously old and new
Weathered
In the sapling years of the post war world
In an English market town
I do believe we traveled in schoolboy blue
The cap upon the crown
Books
Cyphing that boof over dope beats
Dont you be sweating my technique
Blaze the weed
Blow trees
I need a bag today
I'm tryna smoke on some good shit
Pick out
and be on their way
But they never came back to the homes where they stayed
So the olive trees wept in the wind as they swayed
Ana Filistini, for that,
200 let it blow
Today make ten years that I done lost my momma
And ever since she been gone her baby been in drama
I got these niggas getting madder
of mary's bed
and we can run 200 miles through a ganja feild
until all we see is red and we can shout it out
we're still thinking about the wonders of mary's
Fuck
I've sunken into
This forest floor and now the trees grow right through me
So I'm stuck
In wet dirt slumber
Hoping lumberjacks won't cut off all
this I see
The image what do it mean
Distressed he fell asleep
Awaken, he continued through the trees
The snow formed a drained lake, a mark of insanity
I can tell my age
By the height of trees
By the years they’ve stood
Growing over me
When I was a girl
You planted seeds
And cast your love
Forever
through the sand
West coast winter wonderland
Palm trees wrapped in twinkle lights
Sit outdoor by the fireside
Sing carols 'til midnight
To our
West coast
their guild arbours built
Each year in procession the guilds gave a show
And marched through the town to the sound of the drum
Then it's back to Kingsland
about
try to put it on for the year 9 pound
I represent my town
show'em how I gets down
L-O-S-T to the be -O-why-Z
Style flows on through four
I've been walking through the storm
I don't wanna do the norm
I've been walking through the storm
I don't wanna do the norm
Past year's been crazy
just need to catch my breath
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture. frozen landscape
Chill this room for twenty-four days
Evergreens, sparkling
The only way to find this dusty track
Is to let me be your guide
When the dusty track ends the homestead begins
With two enormous gum trees standing side by
Will white people please tell us how long must we endure
We’ve tolerated so much, we’re tired and we’re sore
The beatings, the abuses, the trees
the way over on the West Coast
And me, I'm still tryin' to live half a life on the road
Seems I'm heavier by the year (heavier by the year)
And heavier
love as the years went by
You had rhythm in your soul, I had violins
You were rich and I was poor, trying to fit in
Back on Bleeker in the spring
is so rich,
it’s filled with trees.
I could spend a lifetime,
exploring it.
Every branch that breathes,
every bird that sings.
And now they sing
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