Never felt so out of place
Never so constrained
It's like I'm feeling homesick for
A place I've never been

A place of isolation
That much I can tell
I am a hermit yearning
For a marble shell

I was feeling down and out
In artificial light
Under a flyspecked lightbulb
I waste away my time

Life in a cell phone
A television screen
What the hell am I looking at
A theatre obscene

Back to nature, mother calls
Her voice got me enticed
Find my way back to the womb
Dig in to my desire

I want to live in a Forest
Wear my birthday suit
Not a lot of possession
Nothing to swing the mood
Watching the horizon I was
Crying Indian tears
An urge to start running
I need a change of atmosphere

Back to nature, mother calls
Her voice got me enticed
Find my way back to the womb
Dig in to my desire

Back to nature, mother calls
Her voice got me enticed
Find my way back to the womb
Dig in to my desire