Canyons and Caverns

And my, my wakeup call's for somebody else
There are circus lights and maple leaves

I'm captive only by the big blue sky
I laugh a lot and that's what I do

I see canyons, I see caverns
And there are daffodils and dogwood trees
She naps with the TV on

With a Mexican vest and a red hippie hat on
I play alone in the little room upstairs, hey, hey, hey
I am held captive by the big blue sky above me
And I see border roadside taverns
And I am held captive by the big blue sky above me
I smell the June cut grass from my pappys lawn

Now the coffee's strong and the fruit's all wrong

And now the TV's hoax and neurosis jokes
Always keep my laughing at myself
And colored blocks and wars to win
There are border roadside taverns
And I learn the things that I never knew
I draw and I dream and beat my drums up there
Maracas in my left hand and stick in my right
And there are canyons, there are caverns
I look a lot like a leprechaun
It was taken in the desert early light
And I am held captive by the big blue sky above me, yeah

There are Lincoln logs and cookie tins