Gone to See the World

The doorway holds a pile of letters
The weeds in the yard grow oh so high
The clocks in the house have all stopped ticking
But the beat of my heart grows stronger with each stride
A guitar hangs loosely from my shoulders
Old boots on my feet with newspaper inside
An eye on the sky to where the sun sets at night
I’ll follow it to the edge and beyond
And if you know me…
I’ve gone to see the world
And give it the last that I have left
It’s not for anyone to understand
But out on the stage any night could be my last
I’ve gone to see the world
And give it the last that I have left
It’s not for anyone to understand
But out on the stage any night could be my last
bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum…