vacation - Hippo Campus

My thoughts are a battlefield of sub-surreal and unfamiliar

Dropping hallucinogens to find serene with oak and cedar

With all that’s fell in our laps

You’d think that peace would come and find us

I struggle to see a point of searching for the walls beside us

There’s fickle roads that fade

To paths of sage and signs delivered

Smoking grass to find our facts while hopes decay and wither

I’ll take out my lighter to see in dull and dark juniper evenings

I’ll burn the field to yield a sign of biblical proportion

Your friends are all waiting

Your friends are all waiting for you, love

Your friends are all waiting

Your friends are all waiting for you, love

I’m not staying anymore

I’m two steps in and two steps over it

I’ve had my time in present tense

I’m taking vacations where vacancy’s permanent

I’ll find the inner tranquil there

I hear you’ve seen her over the mountain

But I’m not standing anymore

I’ll vacate my body and find a direction

I’ll vacate my body and find a direction

Your friends are all waiting

Your friends are all waiting for you, love

Your friends are all waiting

Your friends are all waiting for you, love

Your friends are all waiting

Your friends are all waiting for you, love

Your friends are all waiting

Your friends are all waiting for you, love

Ba-bah you said you wanted to

Ba-bah you’re finally coming to

Ba-bah you said you wanted to

Ba-bah you’re finally coming to

Ba-bah you said you wanted to

Ba-bah you’re finally coming to

Ba-bah you said you wanted to

Ba-bah you’re finally coming to

Ba-bah you said you wanted to

Ba-bah you’re finally coming to

Ba-bah you said you wanted to

Ba-bah you’re finally coming to

Ba-bah you said you wanted to

Ba-bah you’re finally coming to

Ba-bah you said you wanted to

Ba-bah you’re finally coming to