Where to Go
I've been in a car
I've flown real far
I went in a boat on water
I have peddled a bicycle up hills that were harder
I've walked and run
Sometimes just for fun
To get away from here
Wherever thou far or near
Just to get away from familiar things
To hear how the birds sing
Somewhere else they have it all figured out
How to be nice and know when to shout
People are nicer when you do not know
All the crapola people tend to blow
Out of their mouths and other dirty places
Trying to divide people they bring up the races
But I know that other place will give a good feel
Whether I go by planes, trains, or automobiles