If someone could sing a song about the realities of life here And borrowed its melody and chords from an old Dylan song He may be a busker playing the neighbourhood streets everyday But the words he conjured up, purer than most things I've heard any day Makes a pill so bitter much easier to go down With a dose of good humour It's always easier Much easier to go down The answers have never been found in any song around anyway It doesn't matter much when everything he touches floats away He may be a busker You don't notice You walk by him everyday Spare him some change 'cause a little change goes a long way Think he's from a generation before me A musician Makes me think that I could be When times get tough for me I could be like him some day Keep my head up this way Makes a pill so bitter much easier to go down With a will so fragile So much easier to weigh down With a dose of good humour It's always easier Much easier to go down Think he's from a generation before me A musician like me