whatever people/ Say in their own ways, colourful faces/ And easy going shame almost telling me/ Things I need to know/ We're 
 travelling, looking for the world/ Thinking in different words 
  
 I'm not leaving you/ No way friend, you'd ever last/ Yo no voye/ Sweet earth boy/ You'll have to think and wait 
  
 Given wide skies to search and fly/ It would sure seem to me that it's so / Full of everything, either seen or unseen/ Endless night 
 displays, cosmic death rays/ That hold your feet in place while/ Your mind runs away/ What I didn't know is that no one's going/ This 
 old bus sits while jungles laugh and sing/ Nobody filled me in 
  
 Carlos, gracias por ser nuestro pez favorito