I'm just a poet who's got nothing to say 
and I'm walking around, walking around town 
I'm headed south just for a refill 
and I'm nervous around road kill 
and I'm trying to step in time. 

how please; won't that you; 
take away; all of this; 
pain inside; 
it's walking around yeah 

Have you seen the light 
I don't know if I mind 

What would've happened if I lived in the woods? 
If I never learned to read or write? 
Would I still be me? 
Would I still have my thoughts? 
My logic? My fetishes? My songs? And my dreams? 

Autumn night, and I'm walking about, on the water 
Baby, the water, baby don't! No! 
Don't tell me it's about that old establishment. 
It's a magic trick. 

Have you seen the light 
I don't know if I mind 

I don't know if I don't mind.