Tekstovi: Widespread Panic. Gradle.

I hold the flower there
Doesn't know she's beautiful
She wakes every morning seeing
All the other things are beautiful
Well she's free
Companion to the wind


Time plays a roller coaster
Not afraid to ride itself
Never takes adventure lightly
Always stops enough to let us on for a ride


A blind New Orleans painter man
Doesn't get many straight lines
Hurricane tourists poke some fun
The angels whisper, "Pay no mind"
No mind


We don't have any pocket change

We've danced out of all our clothes
Want to give everything every minute
Give it all before we go


Love waves a flower there
Doesn't know she's beautiful
Spends every morning thinking
All the other things are beautiful
Well she's free
Companion to the wind
And the angels whisper, "Pay no mind"
The angels whisper "Pay no mind"
No mind
The angels whisper "Pay no mind"