I came like water, and like wind I go Is that a tavern or mirage afloat? I don't know I guess just walk on west and beckon fire Now life's liquor and this cup is dry I ain't got no fight left
I came like water, bore my sins for wine I've leaden metal into gold, it's just getting old, and I don't know why I guess just walk on west and beckon fire Now my mouth's getting awfully dry I think I'll just die right here