Once the dogs have quit their barking
Son, my neighbor said to me
Know the emptiness is talking blue
The same old sheep
Run, I'll do no more of the talking
Haunted by a past I just can't see
Anymore, anymore
But let me tell you I have never planned
To let go of the hand that has been
Clinging by its thick country skin
To my yellow country teeth
Far far away from West Virginia
I'll try on New York City
Explaining that the sky holds the wind
The sun rushes in
And a child with a shotgun
Can shoot down honeybees that sting
OH THIS BOY COULD USE A LITTLE STING! ALRIGHT!
Who will get me to a party?
Who do I have yet to meet?
You, you look a bit like coffee
And you taste a little like tea
How can I keep me from moving?
Now I need a change of scenery
Just listen to me I won't pretend
To understand the movement of the wind
Or the waves out in the ocean
Or how like the hours I change
Softly slowly plainly blindly
Oh me oh my!