Working It Out

Where the woods and the meadow meet

Out by the old oak tree

That's where you'll find me

Beside a babbling brook

With a line and a fishing hook

That's where I'll be these days

I don't answer the phone

I don't wanna talk to nobody

I'm just out here alone

Getting back to myself

I'm working it out

I turned off my TV

The breaking news and the tragedies

Sometimes it's all too much

Taking sides and toxic talk

Think I'm gonna go for a walk

I just need to breathe

I don't wanna be found

I got no devices

I just need to get lost on familiar ground

I'm just working it out

Bringing it down

When it all gets too loud

When I need to believe that it's better than it seems

I need space

Changing the pace

Pulling out of the race

When I'm ready, I'll be back around

Oh, and I'm working it out

I don't answer the phone

I don't wanna talk to nobody

I'm going rogue

Thinking for myself

Yeah

I'm just working it out

I'm bringing it down

When it all gets too loud

When I need to believe that it's better than it seems

When I need space

Changing the pace

Pulling out of this race

When I'm ready, I'll be back around

Oh, when I am ready, I'll be back around

Oh, when I am ready, I'll be back around

Oh, but I'm working it out

Oh, I'm just working it out

Oh oh, I'm working it out

I'm working it

Ohhh yeah

Where the woods and the meadow meet

Out by the old oak tree

That's where you'll find me

Oh, beside a babbling brook

With a line and a fishing hook

That's where I'll be these days

Oh, these days

That's where you'll find me these days