From the recording Fore!
Lyrics
I wanna live out in the country
I’ll build a cabin in the woods
Deer and foxes will be my neighbors
I’m gonna grow my own food
Shut off my phone, neglect taxes
Just sit back and relax and
When it gets dark I’ll build a fire
And smoke a smoke that takes me higher
Yeah maybe it’s just that I’m getting old
But this city makes me feel so alone
I’m gonna pack my things and go
Escape this mass of stones and drunken neon lights
Restless fears and endless fights
There’ll be wild animals I’ll get to know
I’ll learn the way they come and go
I’ll have mushrooms and tomatoes
I’ll bake bread and grow potatoes
Once in a while I’ll hike down to the village
To get supplies from the local store
A nice old lady behind the counter
Will tell me stories from the days of yore
Yeah maybe it’s just that I’m getting old
But this city makes me feel so alone
I’m gonna pack my things and go
Escape this mass of stones and drunken neon lights
Restless fears and endless fights
I will watch my children play
Like I used to when I was a boy
Birds and trees will be their friends
Twigs and stones will be their toys
Our life’s song will be sung
Among golden showers of the setting sun