Sat on a bee when I sat on the swing
It gave me a big sting on my little ding-a-ling
Oh man I screamed and I cried
Mom said youll live, but the bee died
Im sure that he would rather be alive
But he lived for this moment, defending the hive
That bee has got to get back into the earth
fore he can see what hes really truly worth
Look around you boy, youre surrounded by the universe
Mom was a hippie
My buddy Dale went fishing alone
His wife called me at midnight when he didnt come home
He is presumed to have drowned
No earthly trace of Dale was ever found
At his service everybody was glum
Talking bout the great things he never actually done
Because all the dreams that he ever hoped to see
All the beings he ever hoped to be
Dissolved in the rain as it carried him home to the sea
and thats poetic enough for me
I want to live four thousand years
Dont want no flowers growing out of my ears
But we all know we all go
Some people think that its a great big show
But I dont believe in paradise or purgatory
I believe in something
And thats good enough for me
So dry your tears because there aint no need to cry
Theres no sorrow once you teach your mind to fly
Theres no tomorrow and you wont even care when you die
What we need is to get back into the earth
So we can see what were really truly worth
Ill stand naked surrounded by the universe
All the dreams that I ever hope to see
All the beings that I ever hoped to be
Dissolve in the rain as it carries me home to the sea
Dissolve in the rain as it carries me home to the sea
So dry your tears because there aint no reason to cry
Theres no sorrow once you teach your mind that it can fly
Theres no tomorrow and you wont even care when you die