They came from the city 
Had to get out for a while 
Now they?re sitting on the fields 
Watching the wind blow our worries away 
And the band?s playing a tune that talks about California 
And the sky?s about to cry 
 
There?s a man who came all the way from New Mexico 
Who forgot just what he came looking for 
He says if we keep searching we?ll find our soul 
At the bottom of a tunnel 
Then we?re free to run away 
 
Come with me 
Come with me 
It?s only us out here 
 
And at the end of the day we?ll still be awake 
 
And we?ll dance around the fire 
And tell stories of yesterday 
Then we?ll walk away into the endless ocean of insanity 
And pretend to be OK 
It?s not me anyway