I’m laughing to my grave
everything’s worth less than I paid
I’m getting old behind my own shadow
The bleak cold future doesn't hold any room for anybody

My place is already taken
I’m being pushed out quicker than I got here
Being told, this is the dream
Missing meals and sleeping on the street

I’ll call out, to whomever will listen
That’s the problem
Ears seem to be dormant
I've got no home, or anyone to love

It’s brimming over the edge
Foaming madly from the teeth
Li-Po would laugh along with me
Though he’s already in the grave

One foot in, and I can see the beauty
Is in the blackness
One more foot in, and I can see
I could call this place home

I think Li-Po would agree
Oh the ancient Chinese scholar
Who followed his shadow around
Who drank wine with the moon

The only home I have, is millions of miles away
Deep in the forest, meditating in thought
Of mountains, creeks, and trees
With spirits stronger than those alive

Oh ancient Chinese scholar
Could you whisper what I need to do
I've got one ear to your grave
Please sing out, and I'll sing along