A feeling like camphor rushing through my tubes

A cooling draught, a rare interlude

Drowning depression to admire and trust

Who can watch a man making dust to dust?

One legal dose of environment

The ballad of a playground swing

There's a lonely dog so misunderstood

He's left his chores to become someone's friend

Things are so enchanting

High on life

Then once again the flash of pines

Beck to this breathtaking view

Where the peeks are so high full of encouragement

And the paints of the gods colour code

Things are so enchanting

High on life

Things are where they can't be high on life

So I'm thinking about my favourite dream

An adventure not out of bounds

It dries my eyes to know mother earth hears

I'm invisible to blue hounds

It pleases me to have a mind on the run

When the body is fixed tied in shoes

What expression is left to fulfil the gap

Just a nod will suffice where you are?

Things are so enchanting high on life