Given good ground to walk around on

It would mean so much to me to see

Things for my still young self or else

I might not believe whatever people

Say in their own ways, colourful faces

And easy going shame almost telling me

Things I need to know

We're travelling, looking for the world

Thinking in different words



I'm not leaving you

No way friend, you'd ever last

Yo no voye

Sweet earth boy

You'll have to think and wait



Given wide skies to search and fly

It would sure seem to me that it's so

Full of everything, either seen or unseen

Endless night displays, cosmic death rays

That hold your feet in place while

Your mind runs away

What I didn't know is that no one's going

This old bus sits while jungles laugh and sing

Nobody filled me in