Books and music quell my soul,
Satitate my hanger.
nicotine putch that plugs this hole,
And keeps my soul asunder.

But I long for the smells and sites
Real tastes, real musculs sting.
To put my feet on higher ground,
Real life is a thing.

Its been years since i watched
The dawn break over a crators ring.
Its been year since i built a fire
And hear a jungle sing.

Need to feel a hollow soul,
And help my trail keep wing.
Andventure off the beaten path.
Real life is a thing.

Take me away from the tiny towns,
Tiny mids with tine lives.
Glaring eyes with perma-frowns,
I'll walk I'll fly or drive.

Take me to unknown land,
Wheres stranger always smile.
Take me to abadoned worlds,
With no one theres for miles
And mile and miles.