A Bird on the Ground

I'm wondering where I'm from

I'm wondering how I'll be gone

Oh I'm wondering who

I'm wondering who

I'm wondering who

I will

I'm wondering how I will dead

I'm wondering where, where and why

Oh I'm wondering who

I'm wondering who

I'm wondering who

I will

I'm a voice without a sound

And I am a bird on the ground

Oh I'm wondering who

I'm wondering who

I'm wondering who

I will

Oh I'm wondering who

I'm wondering who

I'm wondering who

I will

A worn book with no cover

A tree with no fruit

A self with no other

And I am a ocean, the deepest notion

Run my a token, lost or broken

I pass by the stranger

Even though he is in danger

……

I never bother with the manger

Am I that husband that's in rage with anger

The same lame game that she claims with a safer

Am I a name that's as plain as paper

Just a grain of sand

A fling of vapor