World Of Adventures

I'm back in the world of adventures

in grand new adventures, expect to fly

I'm deep into sonical changes

radical strangeness and I don't know why

We run the fields in the summernight

in silent kisses in black and white

and we'll make footprints on a higher ground

We're children of the Woodstock nation

lost in peace and comtemplation

I'm the magic carpet rider

the strawberry glider across the sky

We're getting high on adventures

say goodbye to the pressure

prepare to fly

We run the fields in the summernight

in silent kisses in black and white

and we'll make footprints on a higher ground

We're children of the Woodstock nation

lost in peace and contemplation