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Jan 2019
Thumb out head down
Another semi smokin' crown
Yeah no riders
Well , ******* jack
We are riding in a train
High balln' it
Almost caught
At the hobo camp
Huge cities
Ya all
that
You cant get back
I got a destination
(Weak whisper)
I got a destination

Eye on the prize
Ain't no one
Pointing at me
Saying
You wouldn't understand
You don't know
Not only do I dig
It
I'm the bodhisattva
I dreamed it so
Written by
Ike E Davis  55/M
(55/M)   
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