I'm on the road to the open sky
The past is a twinkle in my third eye
I see the path
Just blaze a trail through weeds and grass
I made my own luck yesterday
I feel the sun, like I just got paid
I'm making all the plans
And answering questions
The smoke will tell me what I need to know
Jump the rope and toss the seed
Tend the garden to see what you believe in
It's true, beautiful sea to wallow through
I'm going out to paint the town
I'm coming home to make some sounds
I'm human, flesh and bone
I'll sing a song and I will moan
I'll make a picture, show you how I feel
It's real
What is real
I guess that I don't care and I don't know