They grin but they don't mean it. They sing but they don't feel it. They're gone but they don't see it. They can call but they can't heed it. They think but they don't speak it.
The wind keeps beating on my window. I haven't slept all night. That drum just keeps on bangin'. They must be buzzin' out their minds. Like bees in a hive, tell me when the morning arrives.
You can walk in the pine trees. You can sit down. You can hold the earth in your hands. . You can run from all this. You can go the long way. You can carry my weight the whole way down.