Found a place nothing's ever there made a little space big enough to pitch a tent a hideaway I hadn't ever gone 'till I whacked my way under the overgrowth I found a place I found a place I found a place I whacked my way and looking back to discover my tracks dirty hands and light through the branches found myself a breathing place got room to stand up straight and If I wanna lay around I can find ways to pass the time flat down or on my side and in a while I close my eyes you can be too rich and you can be too thin and you can take it with you wherever you go you must talk to strangers when you visit a new park you might ask the park ranger where you should park you can be too rich and you can be too thin and you can take it with you the things that you learn