Well I'd like to be enjoying the height of a giant
Or the will of a great chiefs
But I'm somewhere in the middle, with my feet slippin' off the pedals
I'm a two legged bended, wounded knee
And my silence turned to thoughts, am I in constant disbelief
I exist personified as the truth
Do I live life like a thief, or am I just reading energy
That which I teach, through my teeth, becomes what I preach
Oh I sure would like to live without the burden of commitment
Not attached to any person, place or thing
But it's such a heavy load to carry nowhere alone
I am hopeful but tiring
Because some of us are ghost embodied
Like a face or a figure in the fle-esh
What you saw was a reflection of a moment
It was never really ever the-ere
It was never really ever there
Instrumental
Well I sure would like to thrust all my shadows to the dust
Or purify and may justice be served
Such an old man for a young man, understanding what he can
Of a blessing and of a curse
I'm a ghost taking a form, a very temporary form
May it be uncommonly found in a grove
I choose a community of trees over a community of buildings
And I know I don't seek this alone
Yes I know I don't seek this alone
Because some of us are ghosts embodied
Like a face or a figure in the fle-esh
What you saw was a reflection of a moment
It was never really ever the-ere
It was never really ever there
Instrumental
Well I'd like to set afoot, and have myself a look
Round the bend of the great red road
I would offer up a pipe, for the for my life
With the guidance and wisdom to know
Tha-A-at
Some of us are ghost embodied
Like a face or a figure in the fle-esh
What you saw was a reflection of a moment
It was never really ever the-ere
It was never really ever there
I choose a community of trees over a community of buildings
And I know I don't seek this alone