Tired of the noise
That beats me down
Can't keep up
The pace is too fast
And it only seems to rise, rise, rise
Frightened by the site
Of all the growth
Cynical mentality grabs a hold
Maybe cause I am getting older
I don't know, know, know
Paint a picture of your face
In my mind you leave your trace
Never ending
I fantasize to diminish all the
Worry in my head
Take me to the hills instead
Be together
You and I
High above toward the moon
We can make it last
Please leave me alone
The space we lack
Suffocated by the way we seem
To be connected all the time, time, yeah
Oh tell me what is real and what is fake
My heart it breaks from all the
Digital misconceptions they've given me
A bad impression of the world
Yeah, yeah
Paint a picture of your face
In my mind you leave your trace
Never ending
I fantasize to diminish all the
Worry in my head
Take me to the hills instead
Be together
You and I
High above toward the moon
We can make it last
All I really want to do
Is run away to the woods with you
All the peace and space we need
Up in the woods

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