I walk into my bedroom
and sit on my bed...

It's been forever,
and I can't complain...

All his trials, have made him nothing
He's not counted anymore...

Mary Jane, you kill my pain
Though after,when you go away...

Well karma has always been a friend of mine,
he can show up on anyone, anywhere and anytime...

I've heard way to much about it
Those stories make my heart sink...

This is for my friend Joe Digs
could get you out of a problem...

What a year it has been
and you still walking beside me...

The sign read,
"Hippies use back door&quot...

There's no simple way of thinking,
Since New Orleans was sinking...

It's OK,
It's not that bad...

He sits in the cafe all by himself
Has no faith, no heaven, no hell...