MC Lars, Mega Ran - Walden lyrics

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To get away from everything, everyone
Would you do it? Or just let it slip? Yo

Now Walden might not have
Been a Times bestseller
But we learned plenty from it's lessons
Lemme tell ya
Its impact on the culture would be felt
But not 'til twenty years after
It hit a shelf
See, most people live their lives half asleep
Doing what they're told
Functioning like sheep
But Henry David Thoreau was
Determined to be different
So one day he made a life-altering decision
He would live two years in a cabin
In the woods
Far from anything that was happening
No phone, no one could contact him
No interactions, meant no distractions
He could focus on the beauty of nature
Strengthening his spirit, becoming complete
Eating to live, instead of living to eat
Why live in a mental prison
When you can be free?
This experiment he teach him true existence
Reading, farming, learning, and fishing
No talking, just listening (uh)
Nothing brings focus quite like distance
The time would prove to be influential
He'd find deep meaning in
The seemingly simple
And like magic waved from a wand
Everything changed on Walden Pond

When the world gets you down
There's a place you can go
Back to Walden Pond, like Henry David Thoreau
Living in the woods with no internet or phone
Two years, two months, two days all alone

When the world disappoints you
There's a place you can go
Marching to a different drummer
Henry David Thoreau
Living in the woods with no radio or phone
Two years, two months, two days all alone

Cabin life is peaceful, nature over people
Nobody's deceitful everything is equal
No food, he wasn't making a scene
He just planted and tended two acres of beans
He develops two distinct personas
Hermit and poet, no strangers to drama
They would argue about what he was there for
Rearranged everything he thought he
Had cared for
The poet would conjure up visions
Of past residents of the cabin
That he lived in
Poor tradesmen, runaway slaves
In their company is where he spent most days
He preferred solitude, just being alone
Not gazing or staring at a phone
With his environment
He'd formed a strong bond
As seasons passed on Walden Pond

When the world gets you down
There's a place you can go
Back to Walden Pond, like Henry David Thoreau
Living in the woods with no internet or phone
Two years, two months, two days all alone

When the world disappoints you
There's a place you can go
Marching to a different drummer
Henry David Thoreau
Living in the woods with no radio or phone
Two years, two months, two days all alone

Now Walden might not have
Been a Times bestseller
But we learned plenty from it's lessons
Lemme tell ya
See, most people live their lives half asleep
Doing what they're told
Functioning like sheep
But Henry David Thoreau was
Determined to be different
So one day he made a life-altering decision

When the winter months close in
And the lake outside is frozen
He takes a stick and pokes holes in
Just to see how deep the lake goes
100 feet, but as it starts to get late though
Irish workers cut cubes and take those
To sell, first he's upset at all them
But everyone will now get a piece of Walden
A crack and a roar
And the ice starts thawing
Leaves turn green and birds start calling
Summertime is coming I suppose
And the Walden experiment is
Coming to a close
A whole two years of intense self-discovery
(Probably needed another year of recovery)
But he left us with lessons:
Meet your life head on
Be aware of your blessings
So much potential untapped
Once it's over you can't come back
Any sort of fear or resentment will diminish
When you find your fulfillment in life
Don't chase riches
Find truth, live life to the full extent
Got to give it 110% 'Cause you only get one
When it's gone it's gone
One of many lessons learned on Walden Pond

When the world gets you down
There's a place you can go
Back to Walden Pond, like Henry David Thoreau
Living in the woods with no internet or phone
Two years, two months, two days all alone

When the world disappoints you
There's a place you can go
Marching to a different drummer
Henry David Thoreau
Living in the woods with no radio or phone
Two years, two months, two days all alone