Given good ground to walk around on/
It would mean so much to me to see/
Things for my still young self or else/
I might not believe
whatever people/ Say in their own ways, colourful faces/
And easy going shame almost telling me/
Things I need to know/ We're
travelling, looking for the world/
Thinking in different words

I'm not leaving you/ No way friend, you'd ever last/
Yo no voye/ Sweet earth boy/
You'll have to think and wait

Given wide skies to search and fly/
It would sure seem to me that it's so /
Full of everything, either seen or unseen/
Endless night
displays, cosmic death rays/
That hold your feet in place while/
Your mind runs away/
What I didn't know is that no one's going/
This
old bus sits while jungles laugh and sing/
Nobody filled me in

Carlos, gracias por ser nuestro pez favorito