Lyrics:

A feeling like camphor rushing through my tubes A cooling draught, a rare interlude Drowning depression to admire and trust Who can watch a man making dust to dust? One legal dose of environment The ballad of a playground swing There's a lonely dog so misunderstood He's left his chores to become someone's friend Things are so enchanting High on life Then once again the flash of pines Beck to this breathtaking view Where the peeks are so high full of encouragement And the paints of the gods colour code Things are so enchanting High on life Things are where they can't be high on life So I'm thinking about my favourite dream An adventure not out of bounds It dries my eyes to know mother earth hears I'm invisible to blue hounds It pleases me to have a mind on the run When the body is fixed tied in shoes What expression is left to fulfil the gap Just a nod will suffice where you are? Things are so enchanting high on life