Man I know how the broken feel when I walk the beach and they sleep in steel
But they don’t know what Ride I’ve been on, I walk the shores Casue I’m going home
It looks like they got monopoly on life’s lessons learned so visibly But I’ve got prints on continents where hell was bent and packing I was sent
To you, all the through…Laguna’s my mood
If you go south past the crystal cove near the pious emerald and watch them gloat You'll soon come up upon the diver's cove where the walking man can go deep I'm told
