On what do you base your life, my friend?
Can you see around the bend?
Can you see?
On what star do you take your sight
On a cold and blowy night
Old man can you make a mirror for me?
It's got to be clearer than air for me
'cause you see i can't see me, no
And i always thought that i meant what i said
But you know that lately i've read
We were lying
All of us lying
Just making it up, yeah
Cuttin' it out of whole cloth, yeah