Simple song from the woods

M 83

We should choose our own bridges and doors
Instead of following the interests of others, without conditions.
It would be best for ourselves and ultimately for others too.

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can’t plant me in your penthouse
I’m going back to my plough

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies.

(Written by Bernie Taupin, sung by Elton John)

Idyllic bridge in the forest, east of the northern german city of Flensburg.