Besedila: Patty Smith. Grateful.

Ours is just another skin
That simply slips away
You can rise above it
It will shed easily

It all will come out fineI've learned it line by line
One common wireOne silver thread
All that you desire
Rolls on ahead
Like a ship in a bottle
Held up to the sun
Sails ain't going nowhere
You can count every one
Until it crashes unto the earth
And simply slips awayYou can hide in the open

Or just disappear

Ours is just a craving
And a twist of the wristWill undo the stopper
With abrupt tenderness
Die little sparrowAnd awakeSinging
It all will come out fine
I've learned it line by line
One common wireOne silver thread
All that you desire
Rolls on ahead