Lyrics:

on from here walkin dreams awakei think not i think notthe sky comes king blown in every directionand of no countryi am strawit is no mysteryi know my way from hereiron sharpens ironcrooked wooden and peacock blacki have your feathersslung across my backi'm not the only oneto help you down the hillmy blue knuckles do as they willit is no mysteryi know my way from hereit is no mysteryi know my way from hereone as precious as the otherthey go with metoday i am not a false consciencea tyrantangels line my pockets deari walk a hutterite milelook at me this onceput an eye to my steplook and furrowits only misery its only ankle deepit is no mysteryi know my way from hereit is no mysteryi know my way from here