when your out on the road...

when you're out on the road with the wind when in blows, everyone knows who you are.
to he who has more is given the same, but when you have nothing the whole world is gained
because when you have nothing, even what you have will soon pass away and nothing really ain't nothing anyway...
you can gain the whole world, but at what cost, when you lose your own soul, that's when you're lost... but when you've got nothing, you've got nothing left to take away.
...Out on the road, with the wind and it blow my blues away.
You can hide behind your walls, buy your clothes from shopping malls, ride that escalator to the stars...
cut down the trees to wipe your ass, mine for gold and drill for gas, build a rocket ship and fly to mars...
gain the world and lose your soul, i'll sit right here and smoke a bowl and laugh at the illusions that you make.
it's all the same to me...just leave me alone and let me be and stop the fucking war for christs sake...
if he was here he'd kick your ass, he'd climb the poles and burn your flags, Why can't we all just live in harmony. I just want to be free.