GloMag GloMagMay2019 - Page 99

Tomorrow another day take me home on the beaten path we tread life is still Seymour Green fields, white and red mansion yours I do want to see Heavens may be saying yes Your god and my god say just know him Thus how's your life like there plantation owner that man He drives his car through his fields of gold and I wave from afar Here I have the nasty smog honking vehicles and hekkling folk 99