For all
....At first it feels like your mind is fading away,
but after a while you notice its just starting to open,
Fields of flowers fulling your mind of dream that haven’t yet come,
sunrise and sunsets as the moon begins to fall.
The only one still around is your monkey on the wall,
felling free you begin to sing, shadows dancing on the wall.
If your lost you will see the stars they will always guide you home.
Now your free and your mind can see...
Its a Hippie Gathering for all
