[00:27.51]I’ve been traveling
[00:30.45]Flying on south again
[00:33.53]How, how could it be
[00:38.56]It seems as though a moment ago
[00:43.47]I was reaping the seeds that I’d sown
[00:49.79]Now morning blows quickly through
[00:52.78]Afternoon follows suit
[00:55.65]How am I to get these things done?
[01:01.07]Well time stays when counted by days
[01:06.35]A looming and ominous shade
[01:12.14]Worry been breaking in bringing me down
[01:17.88]And counting all the times that I fall
[01:23.02]But when my time comes
[01:28.95]I won’t be counting at all
[01:35.65]I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes
[01:44.55]But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night
[01:57.09]Man you said meet me there
[01:59.94]How do I get from here to where, where I belong?
[02:07.66]It ain’t just like finding a sign to get home
[02:13.28]It’s building your house on the stone
[02:18.91]Worry been breaking in bringing me down
[02:24.62]And counting all the times that I fall
[02:30.19]But when my time comes
[02:35.79]I won’t be counting at all
[02:42.41]I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes
[02:52.03]But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night
[03:03.95]Your house it will cover you
[03:06.76]But the rain still falls outside
[03:14.15]And your light it don’t shine cause it’s hidden under a bed
[03:26.17]Why do you hide under a bed?

I’ve been traveling
Flying on south again
How, how could it be
It seems as though a moment ago
I was reaping the seeds that I’d sown
Now morning blows quickly through
Afternoon follows suit
How am I to get these things done?
Well time stays when counted by days
A looming and ominous shade
Worry been breaking in bringing me down
And counting all the times that I fall
But when my time comes
I won’t be counting at all
I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes
But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night
Man you said meet me there
How do I get from here to where, where I belong?
It ain’t just like finding a sign to get home
It’s building your house on the stone
Worry been breaking in bringing me down
And counting all the times that I fall
But when my time comes
I won’t be counting at all
I feel all my filth when I look in your eyes
But it falls light as a feather on my back in the night
Your house it will cover you
But the rain still falls outside
And your light it don’t shine cause it’s hidden under a bed
Why do you hide under a bed?