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I missed the bus, yeah, I did it again
That's when I first me the Parisian
Poet, angel it was his idea
I take my place in Bohemia
I've got a view nobody's seen
I read Burroughs but I keep it clean
I go places inside my head
With an eye on tomorrow to keep my soul fed
I came here of m own accord
I came to witness the unexplored
Green valleys and a fertile sea
I came to rediscover the real me
I like it here at least so far
I've got no plans of saying au revoir
Elevated visions when I close my eyes
Stretched out underneath these amaranth skies
Make me feel...
Closer than I've ever been to being alive
Since I've arrived in Bohemia
Late afternoon is a time to dream
I like to listen to Coltraine's "A Love Supreme"
Then I leave my rented room and I walk
Through the fading light down streets that talk
I always meet someone I could call a friend
Prejudice is something we must transcend
Coming into season this world will flower
With the power of love, not the love of power
And I feel, closer than I've ever been
To being alive since I've arrived in Bohemia
Independent spirit... temper us inside
With the strength to live a life fulfilled
And not denied.

these lyrics are submitted by MB-TC
I missed the bus, yeah, I did it again  That's when I first me the Parisian  Poet, angel it was his idea  I take my place in Bohemia  I've got a view nobody's seen  I read Burroughs but I keep it clean  I go places inside my head  With an eye on tomorrow to keep my soul fed  I came here of m own accord  I came to witness the unexplored  Green valleys and a fertile sea  I came to rediscover the real me  I like it here at least so far  I've got no plans of saying au revoir  Elevated visions when I close my eyes  Stretched out underneath these amaranth skies  Make me feel...  Closer than I've ever been to being alive  Since I've arrived in Bohemia  Late afternoon is a time to dream  I like to listen to Coltraine's "A Love Supreme"  Then I leave my rented room and I walk  Through the fading light down streets that talk  I always meet someone I could call a friend  Prejudice is something we must transcend  Coming into season this world will flower  With the power of love, not the love of power  And I feel, closer than I've ever been  To being alive since I've arrived in Bohemia  Independent spirit... temper us inside  With the strength to live a life fulfilled  And not denied.    these lyrics are submitted by MB-TC