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Wind In My Face
Wind in my face
Riding down the highway with not
A care in the world
Sceneries are frequent, scents of flowers quit
Pleasant
The air is warm and comforting
The smell of smoke fills the van
As we prepare to burn one down
Life seems more carefree
Two friends searching for meaning
Reminisce of the good ol’ times, the ones
That make our heart hurt to remember
We’re not causin’ harm in our merry adventure
Just cruisin’ along the mainways thinkin’ of our
Days to come, our true dreams
The Earth is good to us today
Shining Sun and souring birds;
Reminded that the Universe holds still beauty
Wind in my face
Riding down the highway with not
A care in the world
Sceneries are frequent, scents of flowers quit
Pleasant
The air is warm and comforting
The smell of smoke fills the van
As we prepare to burn one down
Life seems more carefree
Two friends searching for meaning
Reminisce of the good ol’ times, the ones
That make our heart hurt to remember
We’re not causin’ harm in our merry adventure
Just cruisin’ along the mainways thinkin’ of our
Days to come, our true dreams
The Earth is good to us today
Shining Sun and souring birds;
Reminded that the Universe holds still beauty