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