I am not wild I am not one with the universe My tribe has estranged themselves And we are lost Without civilizations tools Surrounding us In sorrow I walk these trails In sorrow I grieve my lost oneness In sorrow I plead to return But I no longer speak the language The snake on the path tells me I am not safe without the shoes I've been taught to wear The mountain lion in the hills tells me I belong only where the tractor's been And the sun shining above tells me I cannot survive naked under the sky I cannot survive naked under the sky