(Verse 1: Christopher Michael Jensen)
Flashbacks of my past years, a quarter century old, used to be naive, confused by the lessons told, I depressed gradually, 'cause time flies when you're havin' fun, but even when havin' none, it's still passin' me, things are better now, but at times feels like they're still a mess, painstakingly walking aimlessly through the wilderness, rings reveal the age of older trees, but even those with the most rotten roots can turn over leaves, I'm no longer 18, don't hold it against me, amazin' how a change in scenery opens an entry to a whole new different way of livin', but with each change in thinkin' came a pain and distance, alienated like an alien spaceship with my head up in the clouds where the hail and the rain is, so I stormed the streets, feelin' bitter and cold, 'til I reached my inner peace and came into my own

(Chorus: Christopher Michael Jensen)
I wanna go where there aren't any roads so I can travel any avenue that I choose to stroll, I wanna believe that I can be me, I wanna know what it's like to really be free, it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I'm supposed to stay above it and not plummet when I come runnin', it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I'm supposed to stay above it and not plummet

(Verse 2: Irenic)
Deeper and deeper I move into the jungle's mystery, and it's like lookin' in a mirror of past struggle and history, which I keep alive even though they died long ago, until I recognize in the flow of time we all let go, it will get more difficult to build a thicker canopy, if I try to rip a hole, it will unleash calamity, if I try to fit a mold, others see it as sanity, guess I'll just accept the whole and find a way less damaging, but that isn't the way that brought me the fortune of bein' a creature so meek, to the other display that follows a path with enemies that'll prey on the weak, falling out of the sky, to which the wind, the soul, and body can't compromise, boring when nice, yours when it's mine, so you should go take a bite, fly, find a new storm, make a new norm, and the canopy's torn open, tell everyone I'm jokin' as innards peel out, sometimes I feel loud, sometimes I feel destructive, but in the end at least I didn't do it like a puppet

(Chorus: Christopher Michael Jensen)
I wanna go where there aren't any roads so I can travel any avenue that I choose to stroll, I wanna believe that I can be me, I wanna know what it's like to really be free, it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I'm supposed to stay above it and not plummet when I come runnin', it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I'm supposed to stay above it and not plummet

(Interlude: Christopher Michael Jensen & Irenic)
Chris: But I'ma chop it down, I'ma chop it down, everything in my way, yeah, I'ma chop it down
Chris & Irenic: I'ma chop it down, I'ma chop it down, until that place that I'm lookin' for is finally found

(Chorus: Christopher Michael Jensen & Irenic)
Chris: I wanna go where there aren't any roads so I can travel any avenue that I choose to stroll
Chris & Irenic: I wanna believe that I can be me, I wanna know what it's like to really be free, it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I'm supposed to stay above it and not plummet when I come runnin', it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I'm supposed to stay above it and not plummet

(Outro: Christopher Michael Jensen)
It's like a jungle, it's like a jungle, it's like a jungle sometimes, it's like a jungle, it's like a jungle, it's like a jungle sometimes