i wanna go camping--with chill people, not my family. And listen to this song on the way there, staring out the window like i'm deep in contemplation...
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.