Beachwood Sparks Old Manatee
Come walk with me
Out in the sunshine tonight
And get yours fill
Then be so still
Don’t breathe a word
Though we may lose our way
Deep in the pines
Stay so free
Cause the only tree’s are in our minds
Make a bed up next to mine
Sing a song from sweet Tennessee
Ecstasy is riding high
Grab a star in your hand
When the sun rises just let it be
Make a fire to bring it around
And float like an old manatee
Ecstasy still riding high
Grab a star in your hand when
The sun rises just let it be
