Roots & Rhythms

[Verse] Came from the coast where dreams get roasted, Croatian roots, Swiss cheese toasted. Pop’s journey, epic like a novel scripted, Feet ugly, style slick as he drifted. [Verse 2] Yoga mat lay, asana pose tight, Travelin’ the globe, under starry night. From Dubrovnik shores to Swiss mountain peak, Golf swing precise, never miss a beat. [Chorus] He hit each note in karaoke bars, Singin’ through the pain, reachin’ for the stars. Dogs by his side, harmony found, Feet might be busted, but spirit unbound. [Verse 3] Land of lakes, where the chocolates bloom, Pops moved smooth, never needed room. Foreign lands embraced, heart never rested, Lessons in the journey, worldly invested. [Verse 4] Five iron clashed, like Thor in the sky, Yoga brought balance, ying to his yang high. Foreign tongues tasted, cultures on his plate, Each step forward, never tempted fate. [Chorus] He hit each note in karaoke bars, Singin’ through the pain, reachin’ for the stars. Dogs by his side, harmony found, Feet might be busted, but spirit unbound.