If someone could sing a song about the realities of life here
And borrowed its melody and chords from an old Dylan song
He may be a busker playing the neighbourhood streets everyday
But the words he conjured up, purer than most things I've heard any day
Makes a pill so bitter much easier to go down
With a dose of good humour
It's always easier
Much easier to go down
The answers have never been found in any song around anyway
It doesn't matter much when everything he touches floats away
He may be a busker
You don't notice
You walk by him everyday
Spare him some change 'cause a little change goes a long way
Think he's from a generation before me
A musician
Makes me think that I could be
When times get tough for me
I could be like him some day
Keep my head up this way
Makes a pill so bitter much easier to go down
With a will so fragile
So much easier to weigh down
With a dose of good humour
It's always easier
Much easier to go down
Think he's from a generation before me
A musician like me