Look out your front window and what do you see?
The tall tree growing with apples undernieth?
The sky so blue, It's a blinding sight.
Oh, no that would be the sun shining so bright.
The fluffy white cloud that will be grey by tomorrow.
The rocks and boulders; pebbles and sand.
The car in the drive, waiting to be drivin.
The road that has no end.
And when you come back to the reality inside,
You see nothing at all worth your eyes.