måndag 9 februari 2009

Matisyahu

Let go, release, you hold the keys
It's time we evaporate into the breeze
We are nothing, we'll be something
Welcome to the desert of my soul
You can stay if you like
There's room for one more
There's room for one more.



















No more war, there won't be anymore hunger
No jealousy, not even competition.

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