Jack Johnson

Bring on your hunters
Let them bring their dogs
It's me that your wanted
I've been right here all along
Right here all along
You better bring your buckets
We're got some dreams to drain
I'll be at the bottom
I've been right here waiting so long
Just waiting so long
Dreams to drain
Put them in a cage
Unlock the pain
And I'll be here waiting
You fell asleep with the key
All your walls
Mean nothing to me
I know you'll come back
To set us free
Run my dear son
Until we get to the trees
And then keep on going all the way
We've got to get right down to the sea
We've got to get to the sea
Oh my dear son