Miches is a town in El Seibo province of the Dominican Republic founded by the Nunez family, also known as DJ 7am's family. Miches is a small town with many smaller towns surrounding it. Historically, it has its roots as a fishing town, deriving much of its income and protein from the surrounding waters. With the advent of commercial fishing and increased local populations, however, Miches is feeling the strain of overfished waters, coupled with silted coral reefs as a result of the increase in agricultural runoff from the land. In 2009, the Fundacion Tropicalia (Fundacion Cisneros - Cisneros Group) proposed a business, social and ecological project plan in cooperation with the government of the Dominican Republic for responsible development with the hope of positioning Miches as one of the top tourist destinations in the Caribbean. With a total investment of approximately US$2 billion, Fundacion Tropicalia aspired to become a dynamic force in the economy of Miches and the region. An initial contribution of $485 million was to be made during the first 3 years and from that time through the next 20 years, $1.5 billion additional dollars was to be allocated. The planned result was to generate 3,000 jobs in the short-term, 6,000 medium-term and 14,000 long-term positions for local citizens. That summer, the President of Dominican Republic signed a contract with the investors that forced the President to begin paving all of the streets of Miches in order to make the town look more presentable. In early 2015, the highway project from Uvero Alto was completed, connecting Miches via brand new roads to the entire Punta Cana area. Miches is now just 45 minutes from many Bávaro resorts. In addition, though construction has not started on Tropicalia, ease of access has facilitated the arrival of tourism to the Miches area.
Clouds crash on the hillside
Set to sail your soul at high tide
High time you left that shadow
Dead weight in the meadow
Let it follow far below
Oh, Oh, Oh
Whoa, what a ceiling
All the angels cracked and peeling
Revealing constellations
One day you will name one
After a boy you knew when
You were back in middle school and
Engraved his name in love notes
Everyone retained though
In a box behind your raincoats
Oh, those days when rainy days meant
Trace the spaces raindrops made when
Racing 'cross the windshield
The pace of life wasn't real
Oh, though how it quickened
How the slope began to slicken
You slip into a grin then
Begin with where you've been and
In my linen you are skin again
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Da da da da da
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Oh, oh, clouds crash on the hillside
Set to sail your soul at high tide
High time you left that shadow
Dead weight in the meadow