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Words and Music by Brian Gladstone Caren drops her tank top, Sinks
her back into the beach, She sends her eyes to probe blue skies far beyond her reach Six thousand burning filaments all glow within her sight Illuminating fireflies will never last the night. Orange sparkling episodes tattooed upon her chest Will fade into September she lets nature do the rest. And we say Youre all right with me babe, Be how you need to be. The cosmos is in balance babe, Youre all right with me.
Caren sinks her latitude To sedate her weary heart Her tender soul is in control To find where she may start She talks of love and honesty She talks of now and pain When she cant find the reason why She may ask you to explain Silver stars and half healed scars Adorn her spades in ace, And when you want to know yourself Just look into her face. And we say Youre all right with me babe, Your path is plane to see. The sands of time look good on you babe, Youre all right with me.
Caren weaves a tangled web She carves in mud red stone Down the shore is so much more She forgets shes not alone She can set you free with your own keys And then padlock her heart She resents her competence But shes owned it form the start Psychedelic architect With lines etched to her brow She hides herself behind the clouds Confusing it with now. And we say Youre all right with me babe, If only you could see . Everything you need is there, babe Youre all right with me.
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