The Flower Kings - World Of Adventures

I'm back in the world of adventures In grand new adventures, expect to fly I'm deep into sonical changes Radical strangeness and I don't know why We run the fields in the summernight In silent kisses in black and white And we'll make footprints on a higher ground We're children of the Woodstock nation Lost in peace and comtemplation I'm the magic carpet rider The strawberry glider across the sky We're getting high on adventures Say goodbye to the pressure Prepare to fly We run the fields in the summernight In silent kisses in black and white And we'll make footprints on a higher ground We're children of the Woodstock nation Lost in peace and contemplation I'm back in the world of adventures In grand new adventures, expect to fly I'm deep into sonical changes Radical strangeness and I don't know why We run the fields in the summernight In silent kisses in black and white And we'll make footprints on a higher ground We're children of the Woodstock nation Lost in peace and comtemplation