LASD
Song by Dan Ezra
Walking down the mountain
I'm walking down the hill
My imagination
Got a space to spill
And the new horizon mystic mist flows
Like a big old river
Watch it as it flows
In the farthest corner
There is an old staircase
I can walk up and down
Straight into that mess
And reprojecting now it's blooming time
And then harvest of sweet, sweet wine
All day long playing naked in the sun
I'm walking down the hill
My imagination
Got a space to spill
And the new horizon mystic mist flows
Like a big old river
Watch it as it flows
In the farthest corner
There is an old staircase
I can walk up and down
Straight into that mess
And reprojecting now it's blooming time
And then harvest of sweet, sweet wine
All day long playing naked in the sun