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Hey guys, song about traveling; this one are in particular inspired this, c4c


I've visited what I thought could never exist
A path carved in clay, mother natures fist
I've climbed the branches, that once were the roots
Of trees who were on top, but have fallen through


Chorus


And we'll chase the birds out of their trees,
and we'll watch them fly away
we'll lay here in the tall grass on this
warm summer day.


v2.


And I've felt the earth on my hands, the clay
And I've wiped it on my pants, and my face
Its gotten on my favorite shirt, but who gives a damn
I'm home, I'm home at last


Chorus


And we'll chase the birds out of their trees,
and we'll watch them fly away
we'll lay here in the tall grass on this
warm summer day