Tripping Daisy Brown-eyed Pickle Boy
There is a place where time stands still Where evil flies but it's never will Where souls are searched one by one And voices ring out, for the day has begun You can hear them sing You can feel them sing You can be them singing We are the brown-eyed pickle boys Searching for truth and freedom We are the brown-eyed pickle boys Roaming the world we see We'll roam around, touch the ground Don't wipe it away Take what you need but not in a foolish way There is a pool, a dent in the earth Where water stands from the clouds of birth They cool themselves from the aim of the sun Where voices scream out for the passion of fun You can hear them sing You can feel them sing You can be them singing We are the brown-eyed pickle boys Searching for truth and freedom We are the brown-eyed pickle boys Swimming the world we see We'll swim around, splash around But don't wash it away Take what you need but not in a foolish way Take what you need but not in a selfish way It's all so clear, it's far from me now This vision of hope, this vision of sound Where man is kind and cares for the earth Where voices cry out for the plea of self-worth You can hear them sing You can feel them sing You can be them singing We are the brown-eyed pickle boys Searching for truth and freedom We are the brown-eyed pickle boys Roaming the world we see We'll roam around, touch the ground Don't wipe it away Take what you need but not in a foolish way Take what you need but not in a selfish way Take what you need but not in a foolish way
