Walkin' down the street with my eyes wide open   Just to pass the time   Well I was contemplatin' droppin’ in   And visitin' a friend of mine   Around the corner and I missed the turning   Preoccupied I guess with a lack of concentration, more or less      Walkin' down the street with my hands in my pockets,   Shufflin' my shoes   Well I'm broke in the city   And there ain't a blessed thing to do   Nothing for it now but to live on through it,   Cause it's only in your mind   And it really doesn't matter if the sun don't shine      Sometimes my head wanders   Won't hold the line connected to the feeling   Mind out of time   Mind out of time      Walkin' down the street with my head full of memories,   Motivations too   And all the mental baggage   That makes me do the things I do   Got a healthy dose of imagination,   Askin' all the reasons why   No use for wings if you ain't gonna learn to fly   Learn to fly