Mindfulness Lyrics

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Papa parara papapa

Papa papa

Papa parara papapa

Papa parara pa

Papa parara papapa

Papa papa

I'm going to the roots, boots hit the ground hard

Mind tour for my mind, for my mind and I

Have no guide, just a hike, purifying stroll

Pristine lines on the line I answer the call

I'm going to the roots, boots hit the ground hard

Mind tour for my mind, for my mind and I

Have no guide, just a hike, purifying stroll

Pristine lines on the line I answer the call

Bouncing home on the road like a lowrider

Up and down, up and down, I keep my armor

I know light's up ahead, like a forecaster

No anger, no anchor, just ambler who wanna walk

Don't you ever try to mock what a walk can do

For example stir fry is exceptionally good

I know, I'm sorry, just today's the day

When I feel all my sorrows went another way

Passing the gates, I can see what's inside

Hundreds hooks in a view, but won't take a bite

Today I'm flying kites so I might catch a bolt

On the bright side I will charge up a volt

No thoughts on a hold and no thoughts on air

A connoisseur I savor every bottle there

Today I dare to just exist

No mist, no list, no things to break the bliss

I'm going to the roots, boots hit the ground hard

Mind tour for my mind, for my mind and I

Have no guide, just a hike, purifying stroll

Pristine lines on the line I answer the call

I'm going to the roots, boots hit the ground hard

Mind tour for my mind, for my mind and I

Have no guide, just a hike, purifying stroll

Pristine lines on the line I answer the call

I mean really, eeny, meeny, miny, moe

Today every little road is a way to go

I hone my skill, what skill? Skill of chilling bro

Waves rocking me to sleep like I am on a boat

I float even in the worst poseidon's storm

Veni, vidi, da Vinci I invent my lore

Ho, ho ho, Santa's here today

He gave me a gift, it's called a present, hey!

I'm going to the roots, boots hit the ground hard

Mind tour for my mind, for my mind and I

Have no guide, just a hike, purifying stroll

Pristine lines on the line I answer the call

I'm going to the roots, boots hit the ground hard

Mind tour for my mind, for my mind and I

Have no guide, just a hike, purifying stroll

Pristine lines on the line I answer the call