The Kundalini Genie - Horse Tranquilizer

The skin is peeling off the walls
As he's looking all around
The world starts changing in oh so many different ways
He's never seen before
His friend comes sailing down the stream
In a wooden basket made of dreams
He takes his hand and they go flying through the night
His eyes wide open as the sky

Then they fly up to the moon, and go inside
And they lie down on the grass, which was made with his eyes
His friends hair it finds a way into the ground
Then it grows up to the sky, and becomes all the trees they see around

Written by:
Robbie Wilson

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