While window shopping through the past   I ran across a looking glass   Reflecting moments remaining in a burned out light   Tragic magic prayers of passion   Stay the same through changing fashions   They freeze my mind like water on a winter's night      Spent most of my youth   Out hobo cruising   And all I got for proof   Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes   So goodbye nonbeliever   Don't you know that I hate to leave here   So long babe, I got the flashback blues      Photographs show the laughs   Recorded in between the bad times   Happy sailors dancing on a sinking ship   Cloudy skies and dead fruit flies   Waving goodbye with tears in my eyes   Well, sure I made it but ya know it was as hell of a trip      Spent most of my youth   Out hobo cruising   And all I got for proof   Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes   And ten times what it grieves you   That's how much more I hate to leave you now   So long babe, I got the flashback blues      Spent most of my youth   Out hobo cruising   And all I got for proof   Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes   So goodbye nonbeliever   Don't you know that I hate to leave here   So long babe, I got the flashback blues