Nature Calls

Never felt so out of place

Never so constrained

It's like I'm feeling homesick for

A place I've never been

A place of isolation

That much I can tell

I'm a hermit yearning

For a marble shell

I was feeling down and out

In artificial light

Under a flyspecked lightbulb

I waste away my time

Life in a cell phone

A television screen

What the hell am I looking at

A theatre obscene

I want to live in a forest

Wear my birthday suit

Not a lot of possession

Nothing to swing the mood

Watching the horizon I was

Crying Indian tears

An urge to start runningI'm gonna run, no turning back

I need a change of atmosphere

I want to live in a forest

Wear my birthday suit

Not a lot of possession

Nothing to swing the mood

Back to nature, mother calls

Her voice got me enticed

Find my way back to the womb

Dig in to my desire