I'm back in the world of adventuresnin grand new adventures, expect to flynI'm deep into sonical changesnradical strangeness and I don't know whynnWe run the fields in the summernightnin silent kisses in black and whitenand we'll make footprints on a higher groundnWe're children of the Woodstock nationnlost in peace and comtemplationnnI'm the magic carpet ridernthe strawberry glider across the skynWe're getting high on adventuresnsay goodbye to the pressurenprepare to flynnWe run the fields in the summernightnin silent kisses in black and whitenand we'll make footprints on a higher groundnWe're children of the Woodstock nationnlost in peace and contemplation