sitting on a bench in Edith Wolfson Park

Uploaded by wlilililililililili on 27.04.2012

This is what my momma once told me you go to be free
smoke respect da trees and inhale the air
snail across my mountains
side with the rightious never lettingg the tide
get us down but wash us instead
like a river sleeps in bed light the fire in the pot
bracious sky in the forest side
like an road comes to me from there
on to be the great force in the nation
like momma sai to pappa you gotta
like my pot so i cook meal time