Something Going 'Round

The wind, it is howling

Like dogs in the evening

I have nothing to be feeling

And nothing to say

It's just me and my own time

That just rolls by

Don't recognise my face

Don't know my name

I think it was autumn

I think it was an autumn day

I write to you

Some kind of Confucius

Do you think I am useless

If I don't make a sound?

My body feels empty

As I run up the high street

And I think about begging

For tobacco and time

I think it was autumn

I think it was an autumn day

You think you know me like a folk song

Or a book that you read once

Like John Henry's hammer

Or something going 'round

Instead, look to the eagle

Something so simple

That took a change in the wind

And lifted up off the ground

I think it was autumn

I think it was an autumn day

I think it was autumn

I left you on an autumn day