Hands in my pockets as I walk across the street
I'm feelin tired but my legs they feel a different beat
And in my mind, and in my body, in my soul
I know the paths the same it's just that I am gettin old
Down to the river his waters still flow the same
I ask the river if i'll ever find my way again
And from the depths I hear a shun I hear him say
Your path is long and you will never know your way hey
And now we're bivy and with grass stains on my jeans
I saw pink front of a tree as all else could be
I asked the tree if i will I ever ever know
When it is my time to go
But you will know I was here
I was swimming in the bay
But you will know I was here
I was singing everyday
Hands in my pockets as I walk across the street
Im feeling tired but my legs I feel a diffrent beat
And in my mind and in body, in my soul
I know the paths the same it's just that I am getting old
And to the sky there's all but the broken strings
Fill all the ribbons in a closet with my favourite things
I asked the sky if I will ever get to see
And the carnations that call beyond the scenes
Not you will know I was here
I was swinging in the bay
Not you will know I was here
I was singing everyday
I was singing everyday
