It's wild Out there But no one seems to know or care. It lies In the grass We look at it with rose coloured glass. It waits for the time When we are just so preoccupied. There's pain It's true If we don't realize what to do. But just like the first time we ever met. And we all run into the wilderness. And we all hide to see what tomorrow is. And we all run into the wilderness. Do we have time for an apocalypse. We get so stressed. Overwhelmed And so depressed. We can't take shock. No one likes the boat to rock. We stay down low. While we wait for the sin to go. Our head In The sand. Can we see where our feet will land. But just like the first time we ever met.