Well, I came upon a child of GodHe was walking along the roadAnd I asked him, Tell me, where are you going?This he told meSaid, I'm going down to Yasgur's Farm,Gonna join in a rock and roll band.Got to get back to the land and set my soul free.We are stardust, we are golden,We are billion year old carbon,And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.Well, then can I roam beside you?I have come to lose the smog,And I feel myself a cog in somethin' turning.And maybe it's the time of year,Yes and maybe it's the time of man.And I don't know who I am,But life is for learning.We are stardust, we are golden,We are billion year old carbon,And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.We are stardust, we are golden,We are billion year old carbon,And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.By the time we got to Woodstock,We were half a million strongAnd everywhere was a song and a celebration.And I dreamed I saw the bomber death planesRiding shotgun in the sky,Turning into butterfliesAbove our nation.We are stardust, we are golden,We are caught in the devils bargain,And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.
God is all-powerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, all-wise, but he NEEDS money - George Carlin
The evidence for God is only the shadow cast by those who must believe in magic and want to control others He sacrificed himself to himself to appease himself then burned nearly all of those he did it for. Imagine No Religion
Saturday, January 29, 2011
We Are Stardust
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