Old man sleeping the hot day away
While he dreams a thousand yesterdays
'Cause he's had so many come his way
All he cares about is somewhere to lay his head tomorrow
Old man sits and thinks about his home
Doesn't matter 'cause he's all alone
What he'd give to get back on his own
Curses his body 'cause it's old and it gives no transportation
He sits in his one room shack alone but it provides no consolation
Chorus:
What a shame, his time is nearing
His eyes won't let him see the skies are clearing
Someone tells him without his hearing
It's no news to those who've been around while things are changing, oh