feelin'_musical
flying eye I've been down
Cascading and blue
without a sound
Now I've traded my black feathers
for a crown
So feed me milk and honey
lay me down
Lay me down
(down)

Look around
Show me holy places
not yet found
Lets disappear
and we'll hide underground
And we'll get high
and we'll feel safe and sound
It comes around
(Around)

Got my soul singing my soul singing
Soul singing got my soul singing
Got my soul singing my soul singing
Soul singing got my soul singing
Got my soul singing my soul singing
Soul singing got my soul singing
Got my soul singing my soul singing
Soul singing got my soul singing
Come on now come on now

Home bound
Tired of tired
of running town to town
Tired of my heart
turned upside down
Now my life's a smile
and not a frown

The sound
The sound

Got my soul singing my soul singing
Soul singing got my soul singing
Got my soul singing my soul singing
Soul singing got my soul singing
Got my soul singing my soul singing
Soul singing got my soul singing
Got my soul singing my soul singing
Soul singing got my soul singing
Come on now come on now

(sing sing sing along
sing sing along)

(c) 2001 rich and chris robinson
010817
...
silentbob I've always pondered what my life would be like if every now and then i broke out into song and all the towns people knew the words and sang along and they all had the best choreography and my life won a Tony. 010822
...
the eye GOING TO CALIFORNIA
(Page/Plant)


[ Drawback... ]
[ Exhale. ]

Spend my days
with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff
an' drank
all my wine.
Made up my mind,
make a new start,
Goin'a California
with an achin'
in my heart.
Someone told me
there's a girl out there
With love in her eyes
and flowers
in her hair.

Took my chances
on a big jet plane,
Never let 'em tell ya
that they all are the same.
Hohh the sea was red
and the sky was grey,
I wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
Th' mountains
an' the canyons
start to tremble an' shake,
The children of the sun begin to awake. (Watch out)

It seems
that the wrath
of the Gods
got a punch
on the nose
And it's startin' to flow,
I think I might be sinkin'.
Throw me a line,
if I reach it in time,
I'll meet you up there
where the path
runs straight and high.

To find a Queen
without a King,
They say she
plays guitar and cries
and sings. La la la la.
Ride a white mare
in the footsteps of dawn,
Tryin'a find a woman
who's never, never, never been born.

Standin' on a hill
in the mountain of dreams,
Tellin' myself
it's not as hard,
hard,
hard as it seems.

    Mmm-ahh~ahh.
Ahh~ah~ahh-ah~ahh.
Ahh~ah~ahh-ah~ahh.
Ahh~ah~ahh-ah~ahh.
Ahh~ah~ahh.
010908
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