Story Behind The Song

inspired by a Hippie Chick

Song Description

A tribute to icons of classic rock set in a personality description of a classic Hippie Chick.

Lyrics

Pale, frail
Jet black locks, a tat & blue eyes
Gloves, veils
Smells like amber
Lingers as she passes by

Yeah


Prefers to spend her time alone
As part of her master song
Digs Hendrix, Marley, the Stones
But keeps her Tarot close

Yeah

She likes to bathe in waterfalls
Consider this a jump on the run
Breathes constellations, she does

Make no mistake about it
We?re all dust of the same stone
There?ll be a message in the leaves for her
Beckoning we all come home

And when she takes you there
Expect that your mind be blown
It?s perfect and
It?s all part of her master song

I can not possibly have too many years
I can not possibly have too many Yeah(s)