come to us
We know which way to go
Only the kind
The prophets’ game
4:20 Do you know what time it is????
Shakedown stress
Only the kind
Everything green is more than gold
It’s all the same
Only a new game
And a hazy old shade
Killed the sweetest name
Safest baby faces
Innocence
Maintained
pureness
Only the kind
Love is the only
Positive chance for the perfect high
Can be seen in death’s eye
We’ve had to move on
Where greens only gold
Lost too many friends
Turned heads along the way
4:20 shakedown st.
Commin home
Oh I’m commin home
Only the kind will lead me
When I can’t get on my feet
On a hill she sang so sweetly
Masking us from
Societies scream of evil mysteries
Songs to take me to tears
Away from rage
Strings played on a guitar
The roll of drums
Through midnight hours
Till morning light comes
Angels are playing
Rainbows dancing
Fields of laughter
High above the hills
Angels give lost souls
New realms and destiny’s to complete
Happiness is a given
Justice is the reason
Protection of your peoples
General Principals
Will take us till tomorrow
Memories of melodies
From rainbows
To glitters of green and gold
In the pot we shared
Savor to teach the last of innocence
Take me home on Shakedown St.
Please sing to me sweetly
Mask my mind with a kind voice
I have no more tears
No, no more tears
Passion is the soul
Glitter me whole
Sometimes I need songs
sung with soul
Heart of the drums
Music brought us together
Here together
Always stay pure and kind
Love and truth takes time
To shine through
Commin down from a high
I realized not everyone was kind
I have yet to loose my mind
On top of a hill sang so sweetly
Angles from above
Guitars and drums
Echo forever in my heart
Through the midnight hours
Till the morning comes
Rainbows dancing
Fields of laughter
Glitters of green and gold
In the pot we shared
Memories of melodies
Music frees us
Form societies evils
Sing so high
Ill never come down
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