Come With Me

it's a beautiful prison we're living in
come take my hand
it's a beautiful castle we've built on the beautiful sand
with this beautiful ocean before us
and all of these beautiful things
it's almost as if we exist in a beautiful dream
only i'm not so sure what it's worth or what any of it means

come with me
take my hand
come let's go
don't ask where 'cause i don't know
come let's go

now i don't have a problem with objects
i love the material zone
i love the smell of the forest, the expanse of the desert
and the way that the heavens were thrown
and the sound and the power of the ocean
and the sparkle of diamonds and gold
and the mysterious light
in that starry night painting by Vincent van gogh
it's just nothing i need to upset myself trying to own

so come with me
come let's go
take my hand
don't ask where 'cause i don't know
come let's go

yeah I've heard of a country where nobody cares what you've got
where the cut of your clothes or the make of your car
doesn't mean a whole lot
where acts of compassion are valued like pieces of art
and people aren't judged on possessions
but by the intentions of the heart

so come with me
come on let's go
take my hand
don't ask where 'cause i don't know
let's just go
come on let's go
come let's go