Real Stuff

It’s a place where there is no money
I gather sugar for milk and honey
I hunt fresh meat for you
We can even cook it on the fire too
We build a house beneath a tree
And raise some goats to breed
We’re free to roam around
And ride our horses into town
I just want to live a simple life
And go steady
I just want to know the real stuff
My mind is ready
Cook berries that look the same
Those poison berries have a different name
So happy that I went home
I ate the berries and died alone
I just want to live a simple life
And go steady
I just want to know the real stuff
My mind is ready
But I guess we’ve gone too far
To go back there
I still think we could do mine
Too late to walk there
I think I found a diff way
And I’m ready to go