Life, Oh Life

Hands in my pockets as I walk across the street

I'm feeling tired but my legs they feel a different beat

And in my mind, and in body and my soul

I know the path's the same, it's just that I am getting old

Down to the river whose waters still flow the same

I asked the river if I'll ever find my way again

And from the depths I hear her churn, I hear her say

Your path is long, and you will never know the way, hey

And now with bare feet and with grass stains on my jeans

I stop in front of a tree as old as could be

I asked the tree if I will ever, ever know

When it is my time to go

But you will know I was here

I was swimming in your bays

But you will know I was here

I was singing every day

Hands in my pockets as I walk across the street

I'm feeling tired but my legs they feel a different beat

And in my mind, and in body and my soul

I know the path's the same, it's just that I am getting old

And to the sky that hangs above on broken strings

Fill it with your planes, and your clouds and all your favorite things

I ask the sky if I will ever get to see

The machinations that go on behind the scenes

But you will know I was here

I was swimming in your bays

But you will know I was here

I was singing every day

I was singing every day