This man in mind
is one of a curious kind
He walks around the streets
Not thinking were to go
It's tuesday to the airport he goes
Flag the cab he sits as the road goes by
under the now boarding flight screen
Pondering if he'll go to L.A. or Sudan
His wallet says maybe tomarrow.
you know, one of those weeks hell be stuck somewhere
with few dollars
just wonderin' where to go.
Just along for the ride
I dont think he wants to go somewhere
maybe it's a trigger for imagination.
yea thats all it is.
this man isnt real. but maybe some day he will
Meeting him you will know he's the man with no feet