Wipe sand off of my shoes, wipe dust from the rails.
You know why I'm yelling, but they ask anyway.
One day I will be blind, like Willie at the end.
Where's the dog? Where's my friend?
You'll change your clothes tonight.
Here comes a warm jet, it's going to be a long rest of our lives.
Covered in black hair, with my tail hitting the tiles.
One day I will be blind, with my tail hitting the tiles.
One day I will be blind, like Willie at the end.