Lyrics:
standing in a forest of reasons
Well I can't get up no more
Though I tried standing in a forest of reasons
Driving into the sun light
I've been
Na, na, na, na, na, ah, yay
Na, na, na, nayi riddim
Burning marijuana pon di corna
It keep mi calma, it mek mi smarta
Burning on di highway, it's di
Two pillow service hit the early desk
Were you seeing all the programs it was perfect yes
I was diving in a foxhole with an open head
I was just
on
The Lord is a virgin forest
The Lord is a forest ranger
The Lord is a meal for the poorest of the poor
A welcome door to the stranger
Tears and flowers
March down freedom highway, oh yeah
Marching each and every day
March down freedom highway, oh yeah
Marching each and every day
Made up my mind,
Maybe the journey ain't about becoming something
Maybe it's about unbecoming
The mass program of a paradigm
Prisoners trapped inside of animosity
So why
On bended knee, prostrate before an altered tree
I've made the forest suit me
Tables and chairs
Papers and prayers
Matter versus spirit
A metal ladder
I've made the forest suit me
Tables and chairs
Papers and prayers
Matter versus spirit
A metal ladder
A wooden cross
A plastic bottle of water
A mandala
Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
Nobody livin' can ever stop me
As I go walkin' that freedom highway
No one livin'
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest
To the Gulf Stream waters
This land was
Na, na, na, na, na, ah, yay
Na, na, na, nayi riddim
Burning marijuana pon di corna
It keep mi calma, it mek mi smarta
Burning on di highway, it's di
Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
Nobody livin' can ever stop me
As I go walkin' that freedom highway
No one livin'
Power struttin'
No holdin' back these boys up to somethin'
Say you the best oh now you're frontin'
Get with the program I ain't runnin'
I'm power
of the Oklahoma plains
And the white line of the highway in my rear view mirror
I feel fine I feel strong I feel young and I feel free
Out on the lonesome highway
for it
I be riding through the woods, city, and the forest
I'm still busting on the highways breaking jugs down
Still have 'bout fifty pills, still
As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me that golden valley
This land was made for you and me
As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me that golden valley
This land was made for you and me
the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream Waters
This land was made for you and me
As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream Waters
This land was
This could be the last time that I ever see you
My dear friend name Forest keeps falling away from me
My mother had told me that he was a spaceshot
And you couldn't see a city
On that marbled bowling ball
Or a forest or a highway
Or me here, least of all
You couldn't see these cold water restrooms
And you couldn't see a city
On that marbled bowling ball
Or a forest or a highway
Or me here, least of all
You couldn't see these cold water restrooms
Country fried, baptized in gravy
I can't wash off what the good Lord made ya
No matter how far that highway goes
An old dirt road'll get you home
radio
走り出す highway の junction
摩天楼と (get to the radio)
Illumination (tune in the radio)
翔び越して transistor radio
流れ出す DJ の program
Imagination (get
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