What I've kept with me and what I've thrown away And where the hell I've ended up on this glary, random day Were the things I really cared about just left along the way For being too pent up and proud? Woke up way too late, feeling hungover and old And the sun was shining bright and I walked barefoot down the road Started thinking 'bout my old man It seems that all men wanna get into a car and go anywhere Here I stand, sad and free I can't cry and I can't see what I've done No, God, what have I done? Don't you know I'm numb, man, no, I can't feel a thing at all 'Cause it's all smiles and business these days and I'm indifferent to the loss And I've faith that there's a soul somewhere that's leading me around I wonder if she knows which way is down Here I stand, sad and free I can't cry and I can't see what I've done No, God, what have I done? And I poured my heart out And I poured my heart out It evaporated, see? Blind man on a canyon's edge of a panoramic scene Or maybe I'm a kite that's flying high and random, dangling astring Or slumped over in a vacant room, head on a stranger's knee I'm sure, back home, they think I've lost my mind Here I stand, sad and free I can't cry and I can't see what I've done No, God, what have I done?