Thursday, September 24, 2009

free...

free
{zac brown band}

So we live in our old van
Travel all across this land
Me and you
We'll end up hand in hand
Somewhere down on the sand
Me and you
Just as free
Free as we'll ever be
Just as free
Free as we'll ever be
Drive until the city lights
Dissolve into a country sky
Me and you
Lay underneath the Georgia moon
Do all the things that lovers do
Just me and you
Just as free
Free as we'll ever be
Just as free
Free as we'll ever be
Ever be
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{breaks into: into the mystic}
van morrison
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when this fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float into the mystic
Come on girl...
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No we don't have a lot of money
No we don't have a lot of money
No we don't have a lot of money
All we need is love
Free as we'll ever be
Just as free
Free as we'll ever be
Ever be
So we live in our old van
Travel all across this land
Me and you.


{hence what you are listening to}
live it. love it. play it. loud.
repeat.


...because we are all free to live. laugh. love...