Isto - Transcendentalisto (Patreon)
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When the world gets me down and leaves me hanging low
And the throes of depression refuse to let me go
I wanna be myself, but the world keeps screaming no
Well, I'll just hang up my face and make like Thoreau
I don't want a job, I don't want an occupation
Don't want to get caught in the web of civilization
I'll sit by the river singing songs that have no words
Grow with the flowers and whistle with the birds to the rhythm of the stream
Everybody's pulling at my hair before it's dried
I try to make my split ends meet as my woes are multiplied
While everybody's warning me that there is no free ride
I take myself and lay me down by the riverside
I don't wanna fight just to make a living
When I can just live off what Mother Nature's giving
Sitting by the river singing songs that have no words
Growing with the flowers and whistling with the birds to the rhythm of the stream
I don't want a job, I don't want an occupation
Don't want to get caught in the web of civilization
I'll sit by the river singing songs that have no words
Grow with the flowers and whistle with the birds to the rhythm of the stream
Words and Music © Christopher Frank White 2006
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