In the building block canyons the urban survivors
 are trapped in the gridlock of 9 to 5 thing
 burning their candles while gas engines idle
 they long for revival in wildewood spring [bad word] down where the wild birds sing [bad word] down where the water's clean
 down in the wildewood spring
 post grads from west texas, hippies from manor
 float with the rednecks as kids do their thing
 first nations linger with the ghost of john traynor
 in the deep waters of wildewood spring [bad word] down…
 I remember the first time I knew I could love him
 and this would be more than a vow and a ring
 with the last rays of hope and the blue sky above him
 he flung himself into the wildewood spring [bad word] down...