I keep getting by
To keep getting High
I’m up off the ground, but I want to touch the Sky
I want to be a bird and fly
I know I could try
Or I could sit here and cry
Or figure out another way, a tactful demise
I look towards the rise
Reading through the little lies
As everyone continues to try
But you see they can’t hide,
They just have too much pride
Too much weight to stand behind
Entrapped in the pavements of their mind
The falling of the human man kind
And in the end all they will find,
Is the love left behind slowly starting to unwind.
The beauty in our intrinsic design
As we all walk very thin lines
You walk on yours and I walk on mine
As we pass through time
Trying to feel fine
I want to be a bird will you come?
We can fly around all day in the sun
and even when the work is done,
Our adventure has just begun
I look back on much fun
In the sun
On the grass
In the trees
By the little humming bees...
By the little humming bee
