“What You Thought You Need” by Jack Johnson

“And it’s all for the sake of arriving with you. Well, it’s all for the sake of arriving with you.”

A map to keep beneath your seat
You’ll read to in I’ll get you there
But fold it up we don’t find our way back soon
Nobody knows we’re here

We can park the van and walk to town
Find the cheapest bottle of wine that we could find
And talk about the road behind

The water mole will take
And in a moment we will sing as the forest sleeps

It’s all for the sake of arriving with you
Well, it’s all for the sake of arriving with you

Well, I will make the table into a bed
The candle is down it’s to rest

And it’s all for the sake of arriving with you
Well, it’s all for the sake of arriving with you

We could make this into anything
We could make this into more than words we speak
This could make into anything
It could make grow and become what we’ll be,
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It’s just like it feels
It’s just like it feels,
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How can we really know?
It’s just like it feels
It’s just like it feels
It’s just like it feels
How does it feel?
It’s just like it feels
It’s just like it feels
How does it feel?
It’s just like it feels
How does it feel?

CPE

I'm routinely overestimated.

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