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get down



gabriola november 1973

the stump farm was a mile off the main road deep in the woods

without a car, lots of walking, mostly at night

with nothing but starlight


country road listen to the trees

sunset dusk twilight night time

balls of fire sailing through the sea

and i've seen the lights of heaven

singing secrets of their wisdom

stand and listen to the cosmic music

and there


ain't no illusion going to

do away with this mass confusion

we got to get down

to what is real


look in the sky don't you see a sign

aquarius is now upon us

strengthen your soul

leave all your gold behind

and there's hard times upon us

there ain't no time for being dishonest

can't you see we can be free

if we're real

and there


ain't no illusion.....