Nice Age

We've been living in these cold cold times
Chanting mumbled rhymes
Not a thought in our minds

I got caught up in the mystery
Of letting shapes in the stars
Decide for me

Right before the hunting party leaves
I take a look at the sky
And these forgotten trees

Instead shivering and dying here
Why couldn't that ball up in sky
Answer our prayers

Ain't no worries about bathing
Light a fire up and melt you a tub

But where the hell do we go from here?
Tired of taking you out to Motel Igloo

Heard this thing about a rock called gold
But there ain't no banks for rich secrets to hold

We should go where the water flows
To that distant coastline covered in gold

Let me go, let me go, let me go and see
I'll take a trip, I'll be back
Yeah, I promise, please

Let me try, let me try, let me go
There's more than this town
There's more than cold

Let them try, let them try to stop me now
I'll bring some ink so I can rewrite the history of
This frozen town with frozen ideas
Blazing this trail like that ball up in the sky

It comes to me waves
Unlike any other day
The status quo will never change
A falsehood just because the leaders say
But I ain't got no bills to pay, so fuck that

The whole damn town
Covered with an awful frown
Shadowing even the shouts
The evidence is all around
But all you ever see is the white ground

But going to show them up
Take them where the water flows
Palm tree dream, yeah I'm letting loose
Throw off my layers, kick off my shoes
Its written on the cave walls, what will you choose?

Come with me, come with me, no I don't got food
Just these rags on my back and some solitude
I ain't your savior, but I've got a lot of ideas