Lyrics:

I Missed The Bus, Yeah, I Did It Again
that's When I First Me The Parisian
poet, Angel It Was His Idea
i Take My Place In Bohemia
i've Got A View Nobody's Seen
i Read Burroughs But I Keep It Clean
i Go Places Inside My Head
with An Eye On Tomorrow To Keep My Soul Fed
i Came Here Of M Own Accord
i Came To Witness The Unexplored
green Valleys And A Fertile Sea
i Came To Rediscover The Real Me
i Like It Here At Least So Far
i've Got No Plans Of Saying Au Revoir
elevated Visions When I Close My Eyes
stretched Out Underneath These Amaranth Skies
make Me Feel...
closer Than I've Ever Been To Being Alive
since I've Arrived In Bohemia
late Afternoon Is A Time To Dream
i Like To Listen To Coltraine's 'a Love Supreme'
then I Leave My Rented Room And I Walk
through The Fading Light Down Streets That Talk
i Always Meet Someone I Could Call A Friend
prejudice Is Something We Must Transcend
coming Into Season This World Will Flower
with The Power Of Love, Not The Love Of Power
and I Feel, Closer Than I've Ever Been
to Being Alive Since I've Arrived In Bohemia
independent Spirit... Temper Us Inside
with The Strength To Live A Life Fulfilled
and Not Denied.