Tryin'

You know, I Know

If I ever tried to

write some letters,

Or buy the newspaper,

There’d be nobody,

Recognizing my voice.

But I never got blue

I could enjoy small pleasures

Sometimes I even had money for coffee.

I count with a strong power to read

People’s mind

And I can frequently

put my feet off the ground

I got a strong tendence

To talk to the sky

maybe somebody

Might be listening if I sing

Or if I weep,

I got a piece

of my own ground

To sit on

whenever I want

(Alone)