For I know where to go, turn away from here I know,
For I know where to go, turn away from here I know,
Give my regards to the woman, say goodbye to the dogs,
The saturated air at the window, far from here I will go,
For I know where to go, turn away from here I know,
For I know where to go, turn away from here I know,
Wandering around for the moment, turning over my stones,
Somewhere down the road less traveled, but I ache in my bones,
Sick of trying for the pieces, the wandering hands of the air,
The only friend in possession, far from here I have fared,
My heart is heavy and my shoes are worn,
I look to the sky to see my way home,
Sitting on my hands waiting for the train,
I'm not sure I'll be here again,
My heart is heavy and my shoes are worn,
I look to the sky to see my way home,
Sitting on my hands waiting for the train,
I'm not sure I'll be here again,
My heart is heavy and my shoes are worn,
I look to the sky to see my way home,
Sitting on my hands waiting for the train,
I'm not sure I'll be here again,
For I know where to go, turn away from here I know,
For I know where to go, turn away from here I know.
