Hermit Home - Rocksteady TNT
Written in collaboration with ChatGPT
Pack up my shoes
Ditch all the things
I never use
I'll feel so free
If I only keep
what's dear to me
My growing frustration
With civilisation
And this grim worldview
Sparks a temptation
For transformation—
Time for something new
Deep in the forest,
Far from the chorus
Of crowds and machines—
I'll live like a hermit,
Calm and determined,
Chasing simple dreams
Goodbye smartphone—
Just need my guitar
and a comb
Maybe some seeds
For corn and peas
I'll plant at home
Grow some potatoes,
Forget about Waitrose—
Sip on homemade wine
No need for WiFi
Or bingeing Sci-Fi
I'll be doing fine
Build a tiny home
From sticks and stone,
And some moss and clay
I'll forage the forest
For mushrooms and stuff, just —
Living day by day
When the sun sinks low
And the moon starts to rise
And the fire glows
As the smoke paints the skies
There's just one thing
I would truly need—
In my hermit home,
To have you there with me
Say you'll come too
To our off-grid life
with a mountain view
First thing at dawn,
We'll pack our things
and we'll be gone
When we're old and brittle
And need a hospital
Or some home healthcare
When we slow down
We can scoot back to town
In our two wheelchairs
But until then,
Let's get some hens
And live off the land
Self-sufficient living—
Simple and forgiving—
Come and take my hand
Pack up my shoes
Ditch all the things I never use
I'll feel so free
If I only keep what's dear to me
My growing frustration with civilisation
And this grim worldview
Sparks a temptation for transformation—
Time for something new
Deep in the forest, far from the chorus
Of crowds and machines—
I'll live like a hermit, calm and determined,
Chasing simple dreams
Goodbye smartphone—
Just need my guitar and a comb
Maybe some seeds
For corn and peas I'll plant at home
Grow some potatoes, forget about Waitrose—
Sip on homemade wine
No need for WiFi or bingeing Sci-Fi
I'll be doing fine
Build a tiny home from sticks and stone,
And some moss and clay
I'll forage the forest for mushrooms and stuff
Just living day by day
When the sun sinks low and the moon starts to rise
And the fire glows as the smoke paints the skies
There's just one thing I would truly need—
In my hermit home, to have you there with me
Say you'll come too
To our off-grid life with a mountain view
First thing at dawn,
We'll pack our things and we'll be gone
When we're old and brittle and need a hospital
Or some home healthcare
When we slow down we can scoot back to town
In our two wheelchairs
But until then, let's get some hens
And live off the land
Self-sufficient living — simple and forgiving—
Come and take my hand