Georgia

Artist：cartel Songs Title：georgia There's something about the Georgia summer afternoons When the sun goes down, and the air gets cool And its home to me, its, home to me And Ive been missing that place too much it seems Gave up any home just to find my dreams And its weighing on me, its, weighing on me Hey now, its weighing on me But Im only just one second short of calling this my end If I gave you something different, would you call it the same? But Im only just one person, who would have to disagree If I gave you several reasons, would you still be questioning me? I climbed a mountain simply looking for advice All I found were children playing innocent and nice Everyone was peaceful, and everyone polite No one to whisper dreams, what's thought to be a part of life But I'm only just one second short of calling this my end If I gave you something different, would you call it the same? But I'm only just one person, who would have to disagree If I gave you several reasons, would you still be questioning me? I found a poor man once he was the age of 53 He spoke about the government, and the thought of being free What good does us reason, if we fail to see? What good does us freedom, if we fail to be free?