I was wanking over cobbled streets, my legs began to tire I was looking for a place to rest my bones See a crowded room, an open door and smoke from open fire There's an old man there sitting on his own He turned to me, said: Take a seat and grab yourself a half Is there something laying heavy on your chest? With troubled eyes I nod my head and knocked my whiskey back He took a breath and this is what he said
Oh, I don't know where we're going, but I know we'll find our way There's a light that tries to get us even on our darkest days May your cup be overflowing with a smile upon your face Hope you cherish every moment, may your days be filled with grace
