Two Thousand Four

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Fruit Bats - Pop, USA

Two Thousand Four

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In the year two thousand four I drove out to the west coast In my own tour van Trying to be a big man or something And the furthest point from home It felt like salvation To the far end of the road to the unknown Some go to the mountain Some find the city Yeah, some find what they're after Cuz sure, some know what they need When it comes to figuring it all out I've had enough In the second act out on a raft Floating off the west coast I've seen each parking lot Every garden plot in this world To two thousand four, year of our lord Sometimеs my mind goes I can still hear your laugh As we sat in thе bath Some are drawn to horizons Some are drawn to the sea And yeah some find themselves family Some find inner peace But when it comes to figuring that all out I've had enough

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Writers
  • Eric D. Johnson