I have watched it with interest
In the shadows I spied a wonderful parade
Those of wisdom and ignorant of themselves
I only dream of where they continue to
I looked out my window long enough
I will chase after everyone I have seen
No matter how far away they have been
I will not watch one more pass me by
There is no house that has enough comfort for me
No mattress has any wonder to hold me still
They have not built the building to my dreams
My dreams were built around their buildings
Don't talk to strangers
The moon and stars are strange and strangers
What of this Earth is not my brother
Who of this universe is not my sister
Where on this road is not a miracle
When will a miracle ever fail me
I'll sing of the open road with him
And I shall stick by him long as I live
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