From a sunshine to another.
Tripping over lost tramps on the side walks
Dreaming of mountain's peek.
From a sunshine to another
I can't choose my side of the side walk
Stopping at the bakery.
I bath in the oily smell of donuts.
Thinking I'd rather be a bear in the mountain searching for honey.
Thinking I'd rather be a junkie searching for some pot.
From a sunshine to another
I almost got run over by a car.
" fuck off you bastard !"
Shouted the old lady behind the wheel.
From a sunshine to another
I looked at myself in the butcher's window.
I do really fade away as weeks go by.
Tripping over lost tramps on the side walks
Dreaming of mountain's peek.
From a sunshine to another
I can't choose my side of the side walk
Stopping at the bakery.
I bath in the oily smell of donuts.
Thinking I'd rather be a bear in the mountain searching for honey.
Thinking I'd rather be a junkie searching for some pot.
From a sunshine to another
I almost got run over by a car.
" fuck off you bastard !"
Shouted the old lady behind the wheel.
From a sunshine to another
I looked at myself in the butcher's window.
I do really fade away as weeks go by.
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