You had your chance to have it, it was always yours
Now all that you have left's an empty chest of drawers
The rooster crows at midnight at your feet
And flashes you its diamond-studded teeth
A wormtongue in your ear will keep you from
To take your road before the winter comes

The tenant, ragman Farmer, he has waylaid you
The poisoned, green-eyed Raven, she has betrayed you
The little boy in Casanova's press
Has taken all except your see-through vest
Do not heed his black and beating drum
Just take your road before the winter comes

The footprints of the exiled pilgrim in the wind have blown
Now you sit here on your desert island shore alone
The angels you had sent for never came
Their pearly path was washed out in the rain
With the moon you know you cannot run
So take your road before the winter comes

The cobwebs in your corners, you must set to flame
And hail the sidewalk singer with another name
Try to dodge the leaflets in your head
And dust the smoldered books you never read
Look across the water to the sun
And take your road before the winter comes