I’m hitching out of this town tomorrow, today I’m gonna get stoned in the sun, and drink the last ounce of my sorrow cuz I’m a lonely gypsy on the run. You know I can’t stay here with you girl. The highways and the by-ways call my name, won’t you come with me tomorrow, join me and the road and Mary-Jane. I can promise you the world girl, but the road ain’t no magic carpet ride, the time we have is borrowed and baby I want you by my side. I don’t know where I’m headed, I’m searching for a long lost paradise and I see the road to heaven everytime I look into your eyes. I’ve been searching high and low girl, from the carolina’s to the Frisco Bay, looking for that garden that somehow somewhere was lost along the way. Girl won’t you come with me tomorrow, I’m traveling towards the promised land, I’m leaving Babalon far across this desert sand. I can promise you a home girl, in my arms underneath the stars. They say there’s mansions up in glory but I don’t think that heaven’s very far. I’ve been traveling round in circles, and the highway always leads me back to you.
Listen to me closely, you know who I am. I’m an endless river that can never be damned.
Listen to me closely, and you’ll find the truth, your soul is the ocean, your eyes the windows I’m looking thru. Listen to me closely, your body’s the shore and I am the river won’t you open the door. Listen to me closely, I’ll always be true, Listen to me closely, can you hear the high-way calling you.
Monday, July 21, 2008
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