Wipe sand off of my shoes, wipe dust from the rails
You know why I’m yelling, but they ask anyway
One day I will be blind, like Willie at the end
Where’s the dog? Where’s my friend?
You’ll change your clothes tonight
Here comes a warm jet
It’s going to be a long rest of our lives
Covered in black hair, with my tail hitting the tiles
One day I will be blind, with my tail hitting the tiles
One day I will be blind, like Willie at the end