Lyrics:
Somewhere the ghosts still meet
And if I woke too soon
To see them fade from view
Into the afternoon
Somewhere I thought I knew
You'll weather when I'm gone
kids
The view from the afternoon, at 10000 feet high
The water hitting the mountains
And I find myself where I never been before
Scratched, scratch him
you see the light just before it?
Did you life flash past like the subway?
I hope I see you on the other side.
A different view from the afternoon
abuse
The idiot shivers in you
Tolerance stricken from view
The wild west each afternoon in US schools always High Noon
Sandy Hook and Columbine,
I'm no kinda man when I'm here with you
No kinda man when I'll leave you
I need you every afternoon
Restless views from a rented room
Let's go out you
the sun shine) (Black Thought from The Roots, y'all)
It's a lazy afternoon
(Summertime, as I recline) (it's a lazy afternoon)
(Lay back and relax, let
the sun shine) (Black Thought from The Roots, y'all)
It's a lazy afternoon
(Summertime, as I recline) (it's a lazy afternoon)
(Lay back and relax, let
from reality
Somebody's government is far from reality
New Orleans in the mornin, afternoon
And night
Hell no, Hell no, we ain't alright!
New Orleans in
to thinkin' 'bout the way we live
And why we do the things we do
And while I watched the world
From way up high
I saw it from a heavenly point of view
I got
the time we spent
On this lazy Sunday afternoon
Sun Sun Sun Sun
Sunday Afternoon
Sunday Afternoon
Sun Sun Sun Sun
Sunday Afternoon
Sunday Afternoon
Sun Sun
laughs a little, and at that
At least for the night
The conversation is over one afternoon
We take a break from the studio
To shoot photos for this
product of mass consumption that was ever
Destined to be perfect. How could I not, when the view
Was in fact soothing. And on a mild autumn afternoon
and settin' up assassinations
Ask Pat Robertson, quiz him (mm, smells like terrorism)
Racism in the news, still one-sided views
Sayin' whites find food
Pray
Drip
Five stars in this bitch
Don’t ask how it gon’ fit
When I hit it
Like what an afternoon
(Afternoon, afternoon, yeah)
Just watching you brew
It's a lazy afternoon
And the beetle bugs are zooming
And the tulip trees are blooming
And there's not another human in view but us two
It's
on the moon
But up there it's a truth
Our current views get retuned
The sun fills afternoons
Daytime on the moon
Perspective's fixed in place to where we stand
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
line, I feel over nothing
Nothing
When I hear the chorus line
Drifting through these autumn hues, a vintage Sunday afternoon, like a polaroid from 1969
I
Time that we got
This afternoon
Fuck up your petals
Right undernoon
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Your are the beauty that
I only view
Stuck with
haze all afternoon
Yeah, hang and chill
Ain't nobody else got this kind of view
Watching the sun kiss you
Every round we sink a little deeper
Red
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
to make, want to make, want to make, want to make
Love to you
In the afternoon, in the afternoon
The light is fading from across the way
I see you
somehow got to you
Home by the afternoon
Stop myself from missing you
Leaving me to choose
All my work is overdue
Home by the afternoon
Stop myself from
Lookin' like another Bob Marley day
Hittin' from the bong like a diesel train
And I'm down with hanging out this afternoon
We got weeds in
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