Leave a little something   by the door of each places you're leaving   your back will be much lighter   on the road on the road   people here are kind   you'll soon find there's not much you'll be needing   the farmers don't mind if you reap some of what they sowed   4score lightnings hit the sky at night and I think of you      Oh, the effect was blinding, frightening   for a while I could see the bones and everything   like I had x-ray view,   mmm, mmm, mmm      leave a little something   in the bowl for each mouth that you're feeding   you'll find that the actions last a fortnight or more      sock away a song   in the mouth   of each lover you're kissing   you'll hear it ring out from the opposite shore   and it will comfort you in your travels   we only comfort in our travels   comfort me in my travels   the only comfort in our travels      4score lightnings hit the sky   that's a if you multiply it that's more than a few   i suspect now the rain's washing down my face and neck   it's a sign from you   beckoning me home from my travels oh   beckoning me home from my travels oh   because you're the school through which it all unravels   the big ol' block which the judges bang their gavels   should i should i   cleave aside the mountains   keeping score of the valleys i'm carving   rocks and water kicked up   for the times when i'm thirsty and starving