There's a heron on the
marsh, there's a kid with a kite
There's freighters floating placidly to sea.
It's a three-day party for all of my friends
And they mostly look as happy as me.
We all think we can take care of ourselves without any guns making sure.
We wash our own cups and then we dance in the sun
And I've never felt more secure.
The music flows so clean and pure.
In Jericho, Jericho
Jericho Jericho Beach
There's cedars under
alders growing up in the shade
Waiting for their own time
I won't see them grown because I'm only a man
The next hundred years aren't mine.
We're just drops dancing up on the wave, we're a moment's passing bliss.
But this music we love could still be here then
This festival could persist
The next few dozen years could shine
In Jericho, Jericho
Jericho Jericho Beach
I heard this song back
in 1997
Under alders over by stage two
I didn't know then and I don't know now
How much of it might come true
I don't know how long it can last, sung down each to each
But when you hear this song under towering cedars
Then you know what time can teach
You know how far a dream can reach
In Jericho, Jericho
Jericho Jericho Beach
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