He Doesn't Know Why

Penniless & tired with your hair grown long I was looking at you there and your face looked wrong memory is a fickle siren's song I didn't understand In the gentle light as the morning nears You don't say a single word of the last two years Where you were or when you reached the frontier I didn't understand See you rugged hands and a silver knife Twenty dollars in your hand that you hold so tight All the evidence of your vagrant life My brother you were gone And you will try to do what you did before Pull the wool over your eyes for a week or more Let your family take you back to your original mind >I got these from Robin himself so they are correct. Enjoy, it's a beautiful song< -Josh