[Verse 1]
Winding through suburbia
Upon these poisoned greens
Everyone is happy, everyone is free
Everyone is tortured by materials and schemes
They are blind, they are blind
They are blind
[Verse 2]
Like the Santa Maria
You'll find your ship will sink in time
Whether Heaven or Nirvana
When the heart it becomes cold
I hope the apple trees are so old
They bear fruit that tastes like wine
I won't mind, I won't mind
I won't mind
[Verse 3]
Laugh at life's absurdities
Each storm will pa** in time
Persevere on through the darkness
Both real and in your mind
You'll do fine, you'll do fine
You'll do fine
You'll do fine, you'll do fine
You'll do fine