Toes that dent the sand, melancholy feelings
I am still your man, feeling is believing
Wars come into my dreams
They needle me awake

Oh, the road is long and wider than forever
I hope we're that strong spiritual leather
Time, she was never such a friend
She never cried for me
Time, she was never such a friend
She never waits for me

What is the answer to every question?
What is the reason for every direction?
If we burn the answers for our protection
Would that be OK?

The sun is filled with lies, promises and laughter
Now I can't be that wise, but I have seen the after
Slow, slow that mamma down
I wanna get back home
Slow, slow that mamma down
I gotta get back home

What is the answer to every question?
What is the reason for every direction?
If we burn the answers for our protection
Would that be OK?