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