Wild Wood (Sheared Wood remix)

High tide, mid afternoon

People fly by, in the traffics boom

Knowing, just where you're blowing

Getting to where you should be goingDon't let them get you down

Making you feel guilty about

Golden rain, will bring you riches

All the good things you deserve nowClimbing, forever trying

Find your way out of the wild, wild wood

Now there's no justice

Only yourself that you can trust in

And I said high tide, mid afternoon

People fly by, in the traffics boomKnowing, just where you're blowing

Getting to where you should be going

Day by day your world fades away

Waiting to feel all the dreams that say

Songwriters

WELLER, PAUL JOHNPublished by

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