Campfire Dreams (Special Version)

Got my tarp
My flint
My knife
Ready to outlive modern life
Built a lean-to in thirty tries
Watched six reels on how not to die
Set my pack beside a pine
Marked my trail with homemade twine
Found a stick that kinda broke
But it’s enough to stir my oat
Campfire dreams
But no flame allowed
Just whisperin
Leaves and a fireless cloud
Campfire dreams
With a spark in mind
But forest law says
Leave no sign
Brought my axe
But just to pose
Can’t chop wood
Where the green still grows
Used dead branches
Snapped with care
Like the handbook said somewhere
Campfire dreams
But no flame allowed
Even smoke would scream too loud
Campfire dreams
So I toast my tales with cold can beans
Wrapped in stars and ranger screens
Nature ain’t your film set scene
It don’t need nails or kerosene
No wild blaze to warm the night
The quiet’s burnin’ just as bright
Campfire dreams
Singin’ low in the sleeping trees
With rulebook pages in the breeze
Campfire dreams
Still worth the chill
Still worth the hike
Even if the fire’s just in my mic
So pack it in
Pack it out
Let the wild stay wild
No doubt
Light no flame
But hearts ignite
In campfire dreams by northern light
No smoke
Still glowing