Inner city living drives me wild
So I took away a friend to see the
Big outside took five hours and
We arrived where the sky is so big
You can really see home on the hill
Is magicful with candlefire and way
Cool things home is a poem, rope to
Beach they say its a nightmare you
Can get out of reach underweather
Overweather rainy or shine the big outside
Brings us alive like mosquito bay
A jungle to know if you follow along
The dusty road (heh) thanks again .....
I watch over you you fish on the rocks
You look up and wave I'm not really lost
Wide wide ocean not a ship in view
Us alone in a twilight zone ....
We managed to fly to getaway
No mailing postcards it can wait
Journey back home another state
Where the wood from the trees
Is good really estate ...
Feeling adventure we fall into sleep
And try to salvage a barge from the deep
Undermilk wooa a windy place
Where the sun has no manners and a
Sunburnt face .. thanks again