The Trip

Are you ready pack up the bags come on hold steady Are you coming to the forest we meet up might never come home Bring a candle and a beer guide yourself there by the light of the moon Well we gather over in the wood there's a spot on the hill You may never come back and you know that's part of the deal I can see the lights come from a mile From a low lit path I can bear a smile Then it turns on itself but it takes a while Is this a dream or have I become viral This is a calling to the ones out there unstill in their minds Well come out now the night is young and the sky is red Let it out all night back to world when the sun comes up You and me and the world spins round Gravity drags our bodies back down