Gypsy spirit

Lights are different here,
Seem the sun won't come near.

Born in dem swamps and hood.
Now I'm in a cold damp wood.

Still it calls to my soul.
I love nature I may have said dat before.

Tent set fire burning bright.
Big Alaskan sky full of star light.

World full of ugly and beauty to.
I stand naked in the brisk moonlight.

Slender frame never been a big man.
6 pack started, thick calloused hand.

Roll another smoke sip a warm brew.
Watch the stream flow through.

Listen to the animals many here and there
Run my hands through strawberry blonde hair.

I feel like an old wolf staring into the skies.
Moonlight reflecting my gold flaked green eyes.

Streets had me in scuffles but it's no to blame
Always a wild child couldn't be tame

If you looking at this moonlight I'm right with you
you're see me in de wood hope you enjoy the view