i know what my weaknesses are

probably better than you do

revolutionary chinese propaganda

the color of blue

i thought i knew what my weaknesses were anyway

then the orange tree blossomed last saturday

there was nothing in it but pain for me



i know what can hurt me real bad

and what can't hurt me anymore

i know how to rise up with the sun

and i am learning what sleep's good for

i thought i'd figured out the world and its circular way

then i saw the sun fall out of the sky the other day

there was nothing in it but pain for me



squirrels climbing trees in bloom

soft yellow light spilling into the room

my favorite records, my favorite books

the people i loved, the people i almost loved

light beckoning, wind whistling

hey hey hey hey

day breaking river rolling

hey hey 

la la la la