Saturday Night
I wish I'd ran away sooner
To save time
I wish I'd ran away sooner
To uncloud my mind
And all that's left of me
Is what I know
And what I know
Is what's mine's not mine
That if I follow that to the center
That I might unwind
Does the bush ever think
Where do I grow to be seen?
Does a bush, ever think?
Does that over there
Ever cry out and scream?
Let me out and I'll run
I'll run into the ringing sun
Wish I'd ran away sooner
To uncloud my mind
Wish I'd ran away sooner
To save time
And all that's left of me
Is what I know
That if I follow that to the center
That I might unwind