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Josh Garrels

Travel The Land

 

Travel The Land

(الألبوم: Stone Tree - 2002)


As I travel the land
I don't care where I am
If the son's shining down on me
And I step out my door
And give thanks to the Lord
For the fact that He saved me
As I travel the land
I don't care where I am
If the son's shining down on me
And I step on my board
And give thanks to the Lord
For the life that He gave me

Hey son, one two timer
Rhymer and describer
Feeling this in every fiber
Because it liver
My recital is unbridled
Never had an idol because that suicidal
And I'm crashing down
Like a tribal, tidal sound wave
Few and the brave
Breaking the shackles of the sound slaves
And then I misbehave
I turn an ordinary line upside down to concave
Cause I'm save from an early grave
That my God gave His competition
Miraculously He maintains pole position
Sticks and stones are breaking bones
And making friction
But this story here is way stranger than fiction
And superstition
It's up in your section
I'll show that affection
With a verbal jab to your midsection

As I travel the land
I don't care where I am
If the son's shining down on me
And I step out my door
And give thanks to the Lord
For the fact that He saved me
As I travel the land
I don't care where I am
If the son's shining down on me
And I step on my board
And give thanks to the Lord
For the life that He gave me

Everybody's born into sing
Including me
And I begin like Animal Chin
Cause I'm a Finn from South Bend
My origin is Michigan type kin
I know where I have an haven't been
My engine is running off adrenalin
Through thick and thin
Imagine like Lennon
The feminine and masculine
Coming together could be a mortal sin
The devil ran so fast that he left his snake skin
The coward
He's getting overpowered by the hour
Rain showers on this savage garden
My heart was hardened
I beg your pardon
If I'm offensive
And never apprehensive
With the comprehensive
Skills

As I travel the land
I don't care where I am
If the son's shining down on me
And I step out my door
And give thanks to the Lord
For the fact that He saved me
As I travel the land
I don't care where I am
If the son's shining down on me
And I step on my board
And give thanks to the Lord
For the life that He gave me

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