A simple day
A pretty normal day, in fact
You grab an invitation with both hands
Like you’ve taught yourself you have to
A simple way to live
Take what you get and be willing to lose
You hitchhike a ride, and then ride some more
You reach somewhere, a helping hand or two
Meet a few good people, just see a few
You get into the wild, breathe some air
Breathe in and then some out
Make sure you count them loud
You think through this and that
Some good, some utterly silly
Through this and that
You end up somewhat different
You think you do
But how much of the change did you see through
But how same you are all through
Questions to ponder, lessons to learn
Right here, right now was never so right
A simple day, a few simple people and some night
