I'm never more at home then in the wild
and I struggle to see how it's just me that this comes to
the trees at my side the soil at my feet
while you all worry how to make ends meet
the rain on my face the Sun on my toes
while the government plots wars with friends and foes
open your eyes
See what is there for what it is
the more i see the less I wanna know
The less I see the more I long to learn
stuck in a world I don't understand
and I'm sure I'm not the first man
Most of you move on politely
forming part of modern society
well I'm sorry it's just not for me
It's not that I haven't tried to be
I just can't find that common familiarity
It's just not for me
stuck in a world that I shouldn't see
Take me back to the times of simplicity
I'm talking 10 to 20,000 BC
Where I'd survive just for family
Be a hunter gatherer
flint tool maker
no profit business or faker
no boss chasing to castrate ya
living free
clothed in deer hide taking just what I need to survive
pride that humans lost long ago
natures hurt but we won't let it go
**** and ruin until no waters flow
Trees and flowers don't  grow
Not even a mouse or lion to show
to the unwillingly born children who don't know
Its us who did this.