The Walk

The day has just begun And he leaves the house and walks Walking all the time A cap on his head, and his hands in his pockets He passes in front of the church but he doesn't go in He passes in front of the bar but he doesn't greet anyone It seems a long time ago When he had a job And something to talk about It seems but it isn't so The sun is high in the sky And there's a man in the street who walks Walking all over town His collar turned up, and his hands in his pockets He passes in front of his son's house, but he doesn't go in He passes in front of his friend's home, but he doesn't knock on the door It seems a long time ago When he had a life And someone to talk with It seems but it isn't It seems but it isn't so The day is almost over And a man's walking in the breeze He hasn't drunk or smoked He didn't say a word, just stuffed his hands in his pockets Some say he has lost his head, in what way they don't know Some say he's become insane, oh it is so easy to say It seems a long time ago When he started to walk And stopped speaking at all It seems but it isn't It seems but it isn't It seems but it isn't so