Separated myself from
An uncivilized civilization
And traveled into the wild
Where I can hug trees and see peace.
I am a wild man,
Atop a treetop is where I be,
Fire stick in me right hand,
Exotic fruit in the one that’s left.
I’ll watch the world turn
Not like I never left,
But like I was never there.
Yeah, it feels good to be a wild man,
Away from the wilderness:
the perilous concrete jungle.