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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Oppito
Songwriter
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The world shifts
And so don't we
In an effort to remain so constant and free
The land slides along the line of disease
In an effort to hold all sequoia trees
The world moves in a mysterious way
To the brink of a light on a beautiful day
The time flies on the wings of a breeze
While rivers carry chemicals above the knees
And you are sick with the idea
You can change, rearrange the agenda
Said you are sick with the idea
You can change, rearrange the agenda
Ah, Ah
Oh, oh, oh
Ah, Ah
Oh, oh, no
Ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh
Ah, Ah
Oh, oh, oh
Ah, Ah
Oh, no, no, no, no
Ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh
I saw you on a warm spring day
The heavens opened up and shined a light on your face
Until that day, when the seas got rough
Abandon all ship and packed up my stuff
Went to a place, where I could fully be free
Away from all the lines, the lines of disease
And spread the love
Like a song on a breeze
Living among sequoia trees
Ah, Ah
Oh, oh, oh
Ah, Ah
Oh, oh, no
Ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh
Ah, Ah
Oh, oh, oh
Ah, Ah
Oh, no, no, no, no
Ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh
The world moves in a mysterious way
To the brink of a light on a beautiful day
The time flies on the wings of a breeze
While rivers carry chemicals above the knees
And you are sick with the idea
You can change, rearrange the agenda
Said you are sick with the idea
You can change, rearrange the agenda
Ah, Ah
Oh, oh, oh
Ah, Ah
Oh, oh, no
Ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh
Ah, Ah
Oh, oh, oh
Ah, Ah
Oh, no, no, no, no
Ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh
And you are sick with the idea
You can change, rearrange the agenda
Said you are sick with the idea
You can change, rearrange the agenda
Writer(s): Joseph Oppito
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