Garden State (don’t cry, Marco.)

Somebody please

Take me back

to the Garden State,

cause it’s gettin

late And I really wanna

get outta this place.

cause Life’s so nice

when you got long hair

and you smile,

cause then nobody thinks

you’re sad

and you’re scared

or that you’re runnin away like a child.

They say, Hey

That Marco’s got it

all figured out,

he’s full with love

and fulla laughs.

he don’t get bothered

by the shit he sees,

he runs up and down

the West coast

makin friends

and huggin trees.

Then they say

O wouldn’t it be easier

If I could just be him?

then Marco can smile

for a little while

and say Boy

where do we begin?