"Out Of State"
Traveling light has never been heard of
For me to sit tight is getting your hopes up
I watch every sign as it flies next to us
Couldn’t be more exciting on a charter bus
Charting the north, absorbing the sun
Around and around we go, on the run
No time to stop to lounge and thank the Son
Encountering a great time that I call fun
Out of state, food on our plate
Delivered without a request
Out of state, excites me to the base
Leaving without getting rest
Treating the sky as our deliberate friend
Tense, timid, and anxious as we descend
Venturing out, falling down on a swing
Suspended by a harness attached to a string
Landing on the blue strip of the pillow
Was not achieved by the chances I took
Hearing people yell behind me, oh no
Pushing my feet out, but I didn’t look
Hanging from a string once more
Not so close now to the floor
With my wrists entwined in holsters
I lift my legs, as I grow bolder
The relief at the end of the ride
Is the water flowing by my side
Plunging my head under to get it wet
I can’t believe I let myself do that
People are so friendly
Too bad, by the end we
Act like no such thing
Went on for a week
