| 2000 the season of
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| All the dreams that you’re dreaming of
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| Trouble times that are easing off
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| Fill the world full of peace and love
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| All the souls that are reaching up
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| The song in time easing ya
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| To balance out that you even uh
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| All the thoughts that you thinking of
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| Inner world wisdom
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| Temporarily all the voice filled in
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| Light shining in the places that we’re real 'an
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| Real 'nd body mind 'n spirit building
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| Delivering a scalping to a pilgrim
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| And throw a pow-wow when an indigenous man
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| Return to present through the womb of a big pen
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| Slipping back out is all of me I will be slipping
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| I’m on a journey to a whole other dimension
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| The deeper that I get I’m leaving comprehension
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| Envision a blur life is but a big spin
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| A music auras is another way you glimpsing
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| Even in the hard times
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| Feeling precious suddenly I feel the god-mind
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| I design put me back 'n line acting fine
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| If life is prison then the music is the yard time
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| It’s all fine put my anger in a world rhyme
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| You won’t forget 'em even if you step with alzheimer
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| From outta nowhere to the earth so call me ball guy
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| My big eye has the vision of my small eyes
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| It’s from the heart so for that I won’t appologize
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| It ain’t me anyway it’s coming from the all-wide
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| Raw hide dig in deep into the archive
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| No matter what I gotta hit it where the ball lies
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| At all times
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| Go around come around
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| Come on now homeward bound show 'em how
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| Growing now cop blow 'em down hold 'em down
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| Throw it down much wholer now
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| Slow it down I’m low 'n brow
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| A world within a world huh
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| Fold 'er now woven vow chosen style
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| Golden child s’all in doubt older now
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| No denial in it for the love won’t
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| Throw the towel go around motormouth
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| No re-doubts all them non believers is
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| Moted now living through the music at
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| No amounts hold the ground on the town
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| Grow 'em how
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| You are ready to go on |