If they want me to be a mystic, fine. I'm a mystic...

If they want me to be a mystic, fine.
I'm a mystic.
I'm a mystic, but only of the body.
My soul is simple and it doesn't think...

My mysticism is not wanting to know.
It's living without thinking about it.

I don't know what Nature is; I sing it.
I live on a hilltop
In a solitary whitewashed cabin.
And that's my definition...