Roamin'

Washed up on the beach Sand beneath our feet Still I'm at ease Headed to the palms Swaying with the calm I don't care at all And the lane is bright now, I have no doubt No doubt Right in your sights when we reach out What kind of fame's alone? How else will you ever grow? We'll find our way back home Sometimes the way's to roam Travel to the pines Feeling rather fine Still I don't mind Settle in the snow 10 degrees below But we're not cold Said livin' rough was in the dice The dice He's givin' up to our eyes What kind of fame's alone? How else will you ever grow? We'll find our way back home Sometimes the way's to roam Try to tear us down Vinyl till we're out No can't tear us down Been crushin' cans and beating plans all in advance He's trippin' out Computer missin' since he listened He's blippin' loud Come get found What kind of fame's alone? How else will you ever grow? We'll find our way back home Sometimes the way's to roam Sometimes the way's to roam Sometimes the way's to roam