The World Outside

Thrown out backs and stepped on cracks
They've been telling me all my life to relax
Ask the priestess, ask the mob
If nothing gives, I'm up and gone
Anxious days have worn me out
Looking inward, looking out
Let's take a trip out of our comfort zone
Pack your bags and hit the road
Oh my body and my time belong to me
The things I'm told to love make me less free
Hippie communes, nudist camps
Mountain people, railroad tracks
Feed the land and she will give
Feed your soul and f***ing live
Unencumbered, unemployed
Unexpectedly enjoyed
Inexpensive, pensive days
Grays will go and golds will stay
Oh they'll never tell you of the world outside
You're born to work inside until you die
Suddenly upon a field of flowers we came
Gently we played until the afternoons gave way
Picnicking, perusing through the rows of daisy buds
Dragonflies and candy skies, the sacred loving day
Oh they'll never tell you of the world outside
(Where have those days gone)
I'm in love with them, I'm in love with this
I'm in love with peace, and hippie bull****
I'm in love with you, I'm in love with me
La ba de do da spring
I'm in love with the earth, I'm in love with my life
I'm in love with the sounds and the wind and the light
I'm in love with the warmth, I'm in love with the spring
I'm in love with the rain and about everything.