This fire is firing on the bosses that were hiring
All the security guards are just no use
The breeze that bellows through the open window sill is blowing
Coolly crumbling walls built around you
It ain't hard, it's just happening
It ain't hard, it's just happening
You run your motor through the country open roads
Where all the hills just seem to spread like blackbird wings
And all the ghosts and all their hosts are holding posters saying
Go go go go go you wild, wild thing
It ain't hard, it's just happening
It ain't hard, it's just happening
This is only the first of many a verse
I'm leaping largely but I'm keeping hidden hardly
Cuz the outside is a mirror for my in
And all the lush life
And all the colors bite
Bursting with the graciousness of this
It ain't hard, it's just happening
It ain't hard, it's just happening