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September 2, 2012
Wild young hippy, born in Mississippi
Flowers in his hair, taking drugs, getting trippy.
But he's
Too late to rebel against the state
The 70's are over, it wasn't in his fate to
March with a sign, now everything is fine
All he can do now is walk in line.

So life didn't turn out how you wanted it to be.
You're not toppling governments, you're love's no longer free.
It's been several years since you last hugged a tree, so yes,
life didn't turn out how you wanted it to be.

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One day I'll just fly away and live in a cloud. I will.