Lyrics

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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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