El' Darado
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On a rodeo of a boat float - soaked "like god damn"
family of five, partied to partake on a venture of glam
oysters, sea urchins and clams, heading for a valley of golden thiangs
after loosing the merchants supplies was low.. but it was a scam
the over selling of every thing except slaves was in demand
we float and drift - drift until we live
sift through dialects until our own breaches what gives
i mean its been days through snow - circles and waves so absurd
constructing the sails and wooden ores to the polished boards
we horde and we turn - we toss over anchors and burn coal
steam in our dreams a modern marvel hybrid ship built from our soul
our families heart whole as we search for this gold
land ahead miles of virgin sands, plants that chant chance to behold
life we start again kinda lost in the awe
like we are here now but the original source wasnt what for

our life - this life a new life to explore
we set up camp and live happly ever after never more