Look for where the rays go to sleep
Upon a distant shore where the air skips through

Look for where the gold coins once gleamed
In the mines and ruins where the corrosive pick axes lay

Look for where the ground splits in two
And all the fires rampage through

Look for where the smell of wild poppies loom
And listen for the coyotes singing an ancient tune

When you find this paradise
I?d like to call home
Still there
Man...not, that your stuff in't good...because it is, but according to the FAQ you gotta stick to one post a day, 2 per week. But keep these on hand, because they are good.