Wisdom - The Guggenheim Grotto

The road is long

You're gonna get thrown about

Stick to the rhythm

Breathe it in and breath it out

Do what you do, there isn't any secret

Chop wood, draw water, roll cigarettes

Find a lover, put a flower in her hair

Climb a mountain, see the mountain disappear

Be the first to go back to the ghost town

Break bread with the man that's gonna bring you down

Deep deep down

I listen and I hear what's said

I follow it from a to zed

But wisdom hasn't found me yet

You're feeling scared, jesus is your bodyguard

You feel alone, take a look in your backyard

Put your eye to the eye of a telescope

The universe looks back through a microscope

Adopt a highway

Dress yourself in camel-hair

A wasted life is a life lived unaware

Make money, put it on a number eight

Tempt fate, maybe you're a wheel goin' round

Round and round

I listen and I hear what's said

I follow it from a to zed

But wisdom hasn't found me yet