Maybe I’m just a dipstick,
Pokin’; Stirring up the mire.
Searching for the truth.
Hope I find it here drinking;
Smokin’. I’m climbing on a wire.
Hope the landing’s smooth.

I’m flying out there.
Well lost, but I don’t care.
Unsure of who or where I’m going to.

Maybe I’m just a sinner,
Walkin’. Talking ‘good old days’.
They’ve gone away.
Meeting up with my peers, we’re
Moanin’; wishing life away.
What the hell do I say?

I’m flying out there.
Well lost, but I don’t care.
Unsure of who or where I’m going to.

I’ll think about you on the mountain.
Forget the things that you are doubting.
Change your view, become a fountain
And pour all over.