Anywhere Else We Rather Be

Anywhere else we rather be Even if we could hear the voice of our mother again And see her face Anywhere else we rather be Where is no violence but peace and quiet Here on earth it is very difficult to find peace and quiet Anywhere else we rather be Writing poetry Filling that empty pages of our note books with poetry Some people might think that we are a powerless poet Anywhere else we rather be Sleeping in a warm bed in the night Anywhere else we rather be Taking a ride in the car through the valley of San Francisco Anywhere else we rather be watching the sky at night Anywhere else we rather be picking up the wild flowers from the valley Of San Francisco Anywhere else we rather be holding hands and walking together Anywhere else we rather be praying Anywhere else we rather be singing The songs of praise