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blotter under my tongue. waiting for a lift. on the computer. mind begins to drift. but no sign yet. no sign of a trip. nothing yet. or will I ever trip. is it even possible.
Left with this design of faulty fathers Right on track hail hits harder Why do we bother You lack the heart for the art Allow me to be the Fire start Spark out the dark Heed the call of the...
A free spirit riding on this dusty old road Trying to find a life Trying to lighten my load This country still such a wilderness The girls teeth and tits all ready to be kissed.
I couldn't begin to tell you how much I wish I was alive in the august of 1969, so that I could've experienced the peace, love, and music of the festival that changed rock and roll forever.
#nightdwellers Gather round my darkling dears The dayliers are sleeping The candle flickers at the wick Outside the drizzle's weeping For them, the gales blow fitful dreams And creaking...
Where are the doves of the sixties now. What happened to the warriors of the sun. The buds have wilted on the olive bough like poppies thrust into the soldier's gun.
Pete the hippy was both clever and trippy. Camper van blasting out underworlds born slippy. Hair long and greasy and tie die vest. Can dodge the soap with the very best.
WE BELIEVE IN GOING OUR OWN WAY NO MATTER WHICH WAY THE REST OF THE WORLD IS GOING. WE BELIEVE IN BUCKING THE SYSTEM THATS BUILT TO SMASH INDIVIDUALS LIKE BUGS ON A WINDSHIELD.
When you look right up at the stars at night You will see me reflected in their shine, For I am a feral piece of the world And what you see is all mine.
Don't get me wrong, I love hippies and everything, but they are a completely useless bunch of people. They don't farm meat, they don't contribute anything.