| High tide, mid afternoon |
| People fly by in the traffics boom |
| Knowing, just where you’re blowing |
| Getting to where you should be going |
| Don’t let them get you down |
| Making you feel guilty about |
| Golden rain, will bring you riches |
| All the good things, you deserve now |
| Climbing forever trying |
| Find your way out, of the wildwild wood |
| Now there’s no justice |
| There’s only yourself, that you can trust in |
| And I say, «High tide, mid afternoon» |
| Oh, people fly by, in the traffics boom |
| Oh, knowing, just where you’re blowing |
| Getting to where you should be going |
| Day by day your world fades away |
| Waiting to feel, all the dreams that say |
| Golden rain will bring you riches |
| All the good things, you deserve now |
| And I say, «Climbing forever trying» |
| You’re gonna find your way out |
| Of the wild wild wood |
| Say that, you’re gonna find your way out |
| Of the wild wild wood, of the wild wild wood |
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