Words and Music by Ken Grosjean
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The search for a mythical, nirvana-land known as Keeahbit
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I have traveled one and thousand miles
Through a pinhole escaping down the Nile
I will be my own guide, I will never quit
Searching for a place that's known as Keeahbit
Golden natives setting up your tent
Made of fine silk from the orient
Laughing as they're working, please do not forget
Anything can happen here in Keeahbit
Through the dark comes a familiar face
Floating softly out of time and space
Are you not the girl who was my opposite?
You will be my love now here in Keeahbit
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