Big Sur - Jack Johnson (杰克·约翰逊) Written by:Jack Johnson Behind the wheel against the road Next to you the central coast The central thought within my mind Is how to stay within these lines
But still be free
Beneath the ground the giants sleep And maybe we're just in their dreams The setting sun with every turn
Above the ground the oak trees burn
And they wheep for rain
And for this endless conversation
Instigated by the stars
A pocket knife an old guitar Coffee cup a deck of cards Codi codi dashboard feet Flashlight children by the stream
A box of books a book of rocks One for the birds one for the knots That I will learn how to tie Around this day to keep my life
From sliding away
From this endless conversation
Instigated by the stars
A little wood to keep it burning
Fascinated by it all
The first awake will stoke the coast The early morning river rocks The last one in the swing will break Stones will stack the kids will make
Those lines
Roxaboxen by the creek Candle lights began to speak Words are broken smoke signals that will leads us into the light
Into it all
And always
Always endless conversations
Implicated by the stars
A little wood to keep it burning
Fascinated by it all
And always
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Roxaboxen by the creek Candle lights began to speak Words are broken smoke signals that will leads us into the light