The Last Thing You Should Do
I did not sail the seas or fly on the wind
But I found the jungle and myself within
I found you before I found myself
But to the natives I looked like everyone else
Brown skin under a tropical sun in the Jungle
And then I heard the bass and felt the wind on my face
As it throbbed and rippled from an inland place
I found the sand and then my feet
And I followed the trail of repetetive beats
Into the drakness, in under the trees of the Jungle
The guitrar抯 cries were like a flickering fire
And I saw the light before I op
But I found the jungle and myself within
I found you before I found myself
But to the natives I looked like everyone else
Brown skin under a tropical sun in the Jungle
And then I heard the bass and felt the wind on my face
As it throbbed and rippled from an inland place
I found the sand and then my feet
And I followed the trail of repetetive beats
Into the drakness, in under the trees of the Jungle
The guitrar抯 cries were like a flickering fire
And I saw the light before I op
Mana Vu
Mana vu al he harim
Ra gale hamay va ser
Oh, mana vu al heharim
ragale hamay vaser.
Ma sha mee ah
Ha yeshua
Ma sha mee
Ha shalom