From the recording Antiques - Digital Download

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Lyrics

I don't mind the weather
So long as it moves
When you're light as a feather
It wears down your shoes

I know, I done nearly everything that I could ever hope to do
I know, you give off the feeling that you're really only passing through
I know, that you're probably listening
With an ear to the ground
I hope you can hear that there's no one around

You cling to a fragment
Of a life you once knew
When the weather is stagnant
It's not hard to do

I know, I said all the words that I could ever really hope to say
I know, the speed that you're coming you could only ever drift away
I know, that you're probably listening
With an ear to the floor
With a map in your hand and one foot out the door
I hope things are better now than they were before

I know, that you're probably listening
With an ear to the floor
The wandering footsteps won't sound anymore
I hope things are better now than they were before