We walk blind through this wilderness
He was sorrounded by all his friends
And in the end the love you take
Is equal to the love you make
Joy for living in this world
Dry your tears and keep going on
Got no home, got no safety
It feels cold when you are this lonely
But it feels good furthermore
In the woods they don't find me
Don't want them to come and get me
Move over, stop bothering me
Nomad in no man's land
Off your shoes
Walking blues
You got to come here, boy
I got a brand new toy
