A natural light
Our favored nation
She trips me out
Squirrels that cross you overhead
And you take her hand and you gesture toward the bed
Is this just the best that we can do
And think of things
Wonder what it's all about
And as your hand rests gently on her head
Way above the rest
Makes their way to the squirrelly bed
It trips me out
And my legs they itch
And how they got this way
So, down to earth in an earthy kind of way
I can't believe this feels this good
Planes that buzz, and cars that roam
Never ever really doubt it
Superficial we may say
Birds they wheeze
It flips me out
Never gonna read about it
In the natural world
Isn't this the fucking best?
Yeah, it flips me out
A whispered comment, or a compliment is said
And even squirrels have beds
Never gonna let it out
It's just the best that we can do
And our favorite girl
Remove the clutter and the papers that you read
Trees that grow through the forest foam
