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Sleepy soldiers this is our march
but every step is taking half an hour
If I could fly over this line
I'd clearly see us in our cans, one by one

Is there

so vividly
Ant in the back of his mind, know he'll forget me
Now look at you in my head, still living rent-free
Anyone that fuck with you dead, hope

from their branches, a Georgia Peach grown tired and rancid.  
Though just a child, a child should know better by now.

If you're going to go, go

of the road
Occupied by our neighbors who can't pay the rent
We'd all like to help if we could
Hope it won't affect our own neighborhood
We should speak out

Ballad in Plain D

Bob Dylan

Another Side of Bob Dylan

1964

aware of how precious she is

Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me
"How good, how good does it feel to be free?"
And I answer them most

Long Roads 				By Lisa D. Lee, c 1994

Long roads wind to the sea. 
Many roads will lead you home. 
Some roads take you far away, 
and make you feel

me not to believe
We're counting time by when he came, the prophecy's are all in his name, there's peace hope and love pouring out from his people each

highway
Carry the load leave the Old World behind me
The Corduroy Road don't ever tread it lightly
Build a new home hope they never ever find me

So many

Been so many places, seen so many faces
Pulling me down different lanes
They said they'd make me free, each whispered 'follow me'
As they handed me

lately
Tryna get home safely
I don't know where to go I'm just road racing
I'm just tryna go chase dreams
I just hope maybe I can go break free
Free from

then it closed on me
Walk the loneliest road and my hopes on E
I got nowhere to gooo
I got nowhere to gooo...got nowhere to gooo
Got nowhere to rest my

free!
Shamu fan got a world to see!

Haile Selassie
High as the eyelids of osprey
I'm thriving
Poseidon your trident can't stop me from diving

chill now you punch
Larceny? All I see is a bunch of new punks
I'd have you lyin' to ya mother
Bringin' money e'ry day nigga
You ain't even have to pay

Tom Joad

Woody Guthrie

The Greatest Songs of Woody Guthrie

1972

the road, poor boy
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road

Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man
There he caught him a ride
He said, I just got loose from

18 me and bro got the smithan
Still free my bros we really did road
Got sheg by the system (Free em)
I done put racks on btc
I need a bin that skips

emptied me, as well it has set me free
I hope you find yours eventually
I hope you all find balance, peace and serenity
And that you play this song

to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you

Choke

Iceman Cometh
Mic stands smacking the polite
Fans by the hundreds
Clustered up in green bunches
I would've been the idol of a
Nation made from higher limbs

got mouths to feed
Hope these vocals in my notebook build a house for me
No escape plan, no backup route for me
This is all I’ve got, why’m I fucking

alone
With no one to see
All the pain that he felt
That could never escape
Or be free from the shit
That he found himself covered in
Buried in

[D-Loc]
Let me tell you story about: How some good old boys do it

[Intro]
Pack your bowl
Lets get stoned.
As we head on down the road. (As we head

Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence

Dream Theater

Score: XOX - 20th Anniversary World Tour Live with the Octavarium Orchestra

2006

love?
I want you to know I'd die for that moment
You're just a poor girl
Afraid of this cruel world
Taken away from it all
It's been 5 years

the dance of all those we've been long gone from
So listen close I don't know if I can tell this more than once
Head down low on the road to home songs sung

free turkeys (free turkeys)
Free Smoke Free Murphy (free my n****)
Yo mama suck the beef jerky (sup some head ma?) (HUH!?)
I hope she swallows lawda