Away from the city where the bee gets crowned
uUnder the oak tree I can't live without sound
I won't be there
Your head's not prepared
Call on the air, you are all

I won't be weary
I will hold my ground
My head's got the answer but you're never around
Call on the air
Your favorite airplane out in the air
I don't need color

And I'll stay alive
When I'm ready

I felt the sun go down on me
And there I was this way

We were just children
No I don't think it's right
You know that I'm watching
I can't end the night
You are the one
And that is all
That's all too little

And when it turns right
We won't need the sun
'Cause i've got protection that covers everyone
Your friend's got a point
In that he won't give blood
We're just running

I turn to the left
But I still can't see right
I don't dig reflection it keeps me up nights
I'm high when i'm low
And I'm straight when i'm stoned
And I'm often

I'm!