I’ve met hell of a liar who’s telling the truth
The meanest man who shares the love
The poet recites from newspaper
A fighter with an harmonica
Give me a voice I can pierce the world
Give me the songs I can tear up the soul
To live and die, to cry and be found
To seat awhile with the last very laugh
Wanna walk down the road that you have been gone
Nah ain’t wanna do nothing nobody has done
Let me set the sail, get crashed and get lost
Let go ‘cause I’m a freewheeling, my friend
Hey Hey Mr. D I wrote you a song
For you mute the colours so I can tell from black and white
Your story will become my compasses
To take me to the edge of the world