Music: Jason Lytle
If they knew I carved into the bark of that old tree
Both our names divided by a heart designed by me
Well, I'd be in the county jail and wishing I was free
Deep in the interior of East Yosemite
If they knew I slept next to their famous waterfall
Glad to rest where I can't text or accept any calls
Though that wall of sound would drown it all out thankfully
Deep in the interior of East Yosemite