Lyrics
Standing at the crossroads of yesterday, forever, and today
Contemplating the intersection of the past, eternity, and the present moment
Thumb out in the wind, I've worn holes in all my boots and words I say
Hitchhiking with worn-out boots, expressing experiences through both actions and words
There's a westbound wind, so I turn my back against the sun
Facing a westbound wind, symbolizing a journey or change, turning away from the sun
Maybe catching that horizon, I'll finally feel like someone
Seeking a horizon, hoping to find a sense of identity or purpose
I'd say the world's gone crazy, but I ain't someone who needs to judge
Acknowledging chaos in the world but refraining from judgment
I been dropping psychedelics like a flower taking root down in the mud
Engaging in psychedelic experiences, likening growth to a flower in the mud
I ain't saying my perception is the only one that matters but it sure makes perfect sense to me
Recognizing subjectivity in perception, asserting personal understanding
The world keeps on turning, I keep on burning, looking for a way to make it free
Persisting through challenges, seeking a path to freedom
With every year that passes, I am more and more aware I don't belong
Feeling out of place as time progresses, sensing a lack of connection
In a world full of machines, there's no place left to grow a song
Not fitting into a mechanized world, struggling to nurture creativity
Digging in the dirt is just another thing I'm into that won't pay
Expressing interest in unconventional pursuits, aware they may not bring financial gain
Cutting down my budget anymore will keep me begging for the change
Financial constraints forcing compromise and dependence on external support
I'd say the world's gone crazy, but I ain't someone who needs to judge
Reiterating the chaotic state of the world, maintaining a non-judgmental stance
I been dropping psychedelics like a flower taking root down in the mud
Continuing psychedelic experiences, emphasizing growth amidst challenging conditions
I ain't saying my perception is the only one that matters but it sure makes perfect sense to me
Reaffirming personal perspective without claiming exclusivity
The world keeps on turning, I keep on burning, looking for a way to make it free
Persisting through challenges, seeking a path to freedom (repeated from line 9)
The world keeps on turning, I keep on burning, looking for a way to make it free
Reiteration of perseverance in the face of challenges, striving for freedom
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