Goodbye cruel world
We’re going where all roads lead- San Francisco
Can you feel it? If I disappear here, please know
It wasn’t the drugs byt the vibrations man
It was all in the time that it was, it was all magical
All beautiful and all timeless.
Rest assured there’ll be no crying only love
Nothing to bore essentialist individuals such as ourselves
We’ll delve into new realms all to well known
Until the cruel eastern lands are nothing but a memory
Blowing out in the trees somewhere where minds are more at ease
In red white and blue Technicolor fantasies
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