Tripping

Groovy pop culture, overflowing ecstatic love
Peace – tells it like it is
Rock and roll and hippie beads
Boss to the jive of the underground – never found
Time, radio, and TV. How can they relate to me?
Swirly colors not they see. I am he but we are not together

Oh, when you’re tripping, you gotta let go
When you’re tripping, they move real slow
When you’re tripping, oh, oh, oh
When you’re tripping, aww, you gotta let go

Symbiotic souls as one, laying under the same sun
Same land and air and water space
No one sees through my face
Cameras and politics, still they never get my kicks

Yeah, ’cause when you’re tripping, you gotta let go
When you’re tripping, they move real slow
When you’re tripping, oh, oh, oh
When you’re tripping, aww, you gotta let go

Family and kids have I. Can’t wait ‘till they learn to fly
Oh, but will they feel the same pain as I … did?
When will humans learn to grow?
To understand what they don’t know?
To live for fun and not for show?

Yeah, ’cause when you’re tripping, they move real slow
When you’re tripping, you gotta let go
When you’re tripping, uh, uh, uh
When you’re tripping, yeah you gotta let go