Lyrics:
on golden sand
Two friends
and the summer wind
Like painted skies, those days and nights
They went flying by
The world was new
Beneath the bright
on golden sand
Two friends
and the summer wind
Like painted skies, those days and nights
They went flying by
The world was new
Beneath the bright
the sky
Something that called me to it's burning, burning in my chest
This longing in the brown of my skin
Tingling just beneath the surface making my hair
No, the wind just goes where it will and you follow
I can feel the breath of winter
Driving this snow across these newly-whited plains
Takes my
There lies my body
With holes where my eyes should have been
Eaten by the alpine choughs
They've taken my soul to the skies above
Leaving what's
with the sun in my eyes
beneath present moment skies,
squinting and wondering how I got here.
Going through the contents of my backpack,
shaking out
for each other chit chat
But that dried up, wise up to the cutting edge facts
Now I'm chilling on my Jack Jones
Looking for a way back home but I can't
for each other chit chat
But that dried up, wise up to the cutting edge facts
Now I'm chilling on my Jack Jones
Looking for a way back home but I can't
I got my top down on my whip
Her hair blowing in the wind
I got my shades on cause I'm bent
She roll it up with no stem
I got my Louis bags duffled
The wind was on a withered heath
but in the forest stirred no leaf
there shadows lay by night and day
and dark things silent crept beneath
The wind
Fellows, if you're arn I will spin a yarn
That was told to me by Able Seaman Jones
Once he had the blues so he took a cruise
Far away from
from nowhere out on the desert sand
One Eyed Jack the trader hold some turquoise in his hand
By his side sat Running Elk his longtime Indian friend
He
the wind
Feel like there's something beneath all my skin
Maybe some needles and maybe some pins
Can't help but think that it's all just my sins
And when I
And strolled on golden sand
Two sweethearts
And the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights
Went flyin' by
The world was new beneath a blue
And strolled on golden sand
Two sweethearts
And the summer wind
Like painted kites
Those days and nights
Went flyin' by
The world was new
Beneath a blue
soul mate made for each other chit chat
But that dried up, wise up to the cutting edge facts
Now I'm chilling on my Jack Jones
Looking for a way back
soul mate made for each other chit chat
But that dried up, wise up to the cutting edge facts
Now I'm chilling on my Jack Jones
Looking for a way back
a modern day Jack the Ripper is all that I am, my music box
'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girl's asleep (my music box)
But I can hear you, my
Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got money on my beeper, dead trees on my phone
They call
And then we strolled that golden sand
Two sweethearts and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights
They went flying by
The world was
and strolled on golden sand
Two sweethearts, and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights, went flyin by
The world was new, beneath a blue,
If you shut your ears
If you shut your ears you'll hear it
The voices in the wind
If you close your eyes you'll see it
Playing beneath your eyelids
If
Well Let me know how this real if we living a lie? We used to hustle nickels & dimes, just to get by. Like if you need it hit my jack meet me
strolled that golden sand
Two sweethearts and the summer wind
Like painted kites, those days and nights
They went flying by
The world was new beneath
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