On from here walkin dreams awake
I think not, I think not
The sky comes king blown in every direction
& of no country
I am straw

It is no mystery
I know my way from here

Iron sharpens iron
Crooked wooden & peacock black
I have your feathers
Slung across my back
I'm not the only one
To help you down the hill
My blue knuckles do as they will

It is no mystery
I know my way from here
It is no mystery
I know my way from here

One as precious as the other
They go with me
Today I am not a false conscience
A tyrant
Angels line my pockets dear
I walk a hundred mile
Look at me this once
Put an eye to my step
Look & furrow
It's only misery it's only ankle deep
It is no mystery
I know my way from here
It is no mystery
I know my way from here