
Its 16 miles, to the promised land
and I promise you, I'm doing the best I can.
now don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than a man
cause you'll probably end up dead.
i visit these mountains with frequency
and i stand here with my arms up.
now some days, they last longer than others
but this day by the lake went too fast
and if you want me you better speak up- i won't wait
so you better, move fast
don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than you are
with your arms outstretched to me
Corinth, West Los Angeles, circa Summer 2008 (a time of hope & dreamz & far-fetched desires)

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