When the time is right
               When it falls into place
               Beside the still waters
               And the green pastures of grace

               Beyond the wistful wind of thought
               Lies a destiny, a dream once sought
               Listening to voices within and without
               Collision of reason and reasonable doubt

               Waiting for Wisdom to make the path plain
               While passing our time on a hobo train
               Bound for somewhere , right or wrong
               Arriving right where you got on