(Written by Jason Allen)

Strange world - we find we're living in
These days are troubling
Can't catch a train for fear of catching a bomber

And these rainy streets
Are filled with crazies

Sticking to the fields
I'm gonna walk around
Take some of this place in maybe
You can come with me baby
Away from the city

It's all too much
Gotta lose touch with the bricks and mortar
Making up the city now
Gotta make it out anyhow

Won't you come?
Come to the countryside
In two minds, can't decide
Let me show you this
Let me show you this

It's all too late
Gotta make it out now can't you see
Gotta make it home now
To the trees I'm bound

Won't you come with me?
Won't you come with me?
Walk with me
Come on and walk with me

Got to make it out alive
We've got to make it - we can try
Don't think we'll make it out alive
If we stay too long

Don't stay too long
That city's been right
And it's been so wrong
It's time to move on...


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Jason Allen
Vocals, acoustic guitar, piano,
bongos, djembe, backing vocals, lyrics.