I'd really like to be there   I'd really like to climb   high atop the silver branches   far away from      another misty morning   another stormy night   another way to pass the day   oh please god, I'll be nice      I'd really like to be    underneath the sea   far away from tv shows    and the big old highways      really like to fly   up into the sky   far away from radios   that say 'I love you'      all the crap around me   made me open wide   take a deep old breath   it's got to last a long, long time      and you're sinking on down   and then you're floating by   once you've gone you don't come back   you won't even ask why      I'd really like to be   underneath the sea   far away from tv shows   and the big old highways      really like to fly   up into the sky   far away from radios    that say 'I love you'