Who am I when I am not with you? Is it somewhere half away form here I've run in circles Ever since I almost feel from my stance I'm lost at home Better
at the clothes Mom bought And those who weren't laughing still had a ball Because they were pointing and whispering As I walked down the hall I got home
the fun On the carousel, so around I spun With no directions just tryna get some Tryna chase skirts, living in the summer sun This is how I lost more
lost Her Fucking Mind But Damn this Girl was Fine From the club went to her Home She didnt want to be Alone Here i am Trickin while my girlie's at Home
On the carousel so around I spun (spun) With no directions just tryna get some (some) Tryna chase skirts, living in the summer sun (sun) This is how I lost
On a carousel, so around I spun With no direction, just trying to get some Trying to chase skirts, living in the summer sun And so I lost more than I
, all we ever wanted to say Was chased erased and then thrown away And day to day we live in a daze We march all around til' the sun goes down night
to love the tenderloin until I made some tender coin Then I met some ladies from Marin We took the highway to the one up the coast to catch some sun
I've been stopping at green lights Got lost on my way home Sleep walking at night I put my shirt on inside out Umbrella in the sun My head up in the
laughing at the clothes Mom bought And those who weren't laughing still had a ball Because they were pointing and whispering as I walked down the hall I got home
the dark, for a while now I can't stay so far I can't stay much longer Riding my decision home Exoneration lost his eraser But my forgiver found the sun
with me And I am home... I am holding something fragile Breaks easy as the day But what it feels like is strong and steady Reaching me from worlds away And I am home
' to make a livin' And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from I was chasin' sun on 101 Somewhere around Ventura I lost a universal joint and
special leave requested from the years I've invested arrested, develop, addressed it, envelope the body of the black party from Farley to Bob Marley go home or go hard, at home
cause he beat His lady down, it's two-thou That ain't the way we lay it down Souls get, found and lost at the roads they cross Many paid dues, but few
shoulders Or without your smile May it follow you forever May it never leave you To sleep in the stone, May we stay lost on our way home [Brendon] C
Recorded live at Trancentral Further Information: -------------------- KLF D.J. Report: Chill Out was recorded live on location at Trancentral (the spiritual
