A master stroke - always felt the standard version was bit too short-thanks
@OrbvsTomarvm
2 жыл бұрын
lush picture.
@mr.bloodvessel260
5 жыл бұрын
Oh this gets me there!
@treymendus
5 жыл бұрын
Hadn't heard this one from the orb...so ambient, thanks 👍🙌😎
@thecapricorn11
Жыл бұрын
its on their first.........
@franzhaas6889
5 жыл бұрын
YOUR CHANNEL IS AMAZING. JUST CURIOUS, WHY DELETE SO MANY COMMENTS? PEACE.
@akshobhyabuddha9894
5 жыл бұрын
so many? just few inappropriate.
@franzhaas6889
5 жыл бұрын
@@akshobhyabuddha9894 NO HARD FEELINGS. YOUR STILL AWSOME! PEACE.
@Ali-db7zr
5 жыл бұрын
👍👍👍👍
@franzhaas6889
5 жыл бұрын
TO THE WET LANDS I SING. A WOODED BOAT SPARED BY A TIMELESS FREIND. PUSHING THREW THE MUCK AND MORNING DEW. SWEET SONGBIRDS SING SALLY SONG. FLYING NO DYING BLUE. KISS ME SPIRIT TREE LOVE. FOR THE GREEN LEAFS GRAB ME TENDERLY. ABOVE BELOW EMBERS REFLEXION GO. MY NAIVE AND WONDERING EYE , WATERS PUSHED WITH ANTICIPATION OBULATION MOST SLOW.
@isaiahh3754
3 жыл бұрын
To the wet lands I do sing. A wooden boat, spared by a timeless friends. Pushing threw the muck and much dew of mornings. Sweet songbirds sing lovely tunes of freedom. Flying, living, laughing, dying, Kiss me, Spirit of the Tree, Tree of love and all beauty. For the green leafs grab Me tenderly. Above the freshest waters glean. Below embers reflection goes through. All and with the morning dew. My naive and wondering eyes, Presented with waters pushed with anticipation. Tender appreciation, For the sights around. Most slow. Most Calm. Most gentle sound. Of trees and birds with grass and sky, Dripping blue and white up high. I row upon the small of water, Collecting twigs and leaves. I see the thing given by nature, I breath the goodness it all brings. For when you are at utmost
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