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