A Bird on the Ground

I'm wondering where I'm from
I'm wondering how I'll be gone
Oh I'm wondering who
I'm wondering who
I'm wondering who
I will
I'm wondering how I will dead
I'm wondering where, where and why
Oh I'm wondering who
I'm wondering who
I'm wondering who
I will
I'm a voice without a sound
And I am a bird on the ground
Oh I'm wondering who
I'm wondering who
I'm wondering who
I will
Oh I'm wondering who
I'm wondering who
I'm wondering who
I will
A worn book with no cover
A tree with no fruit
A self with no other
And I am a ocean, the deepest notion
Run my a token, lost or broken
I pass by the stranger
Even though he is in danger
……
I never bother with the manger
Am I that husband that's in rage with anger
The same lame game that she claims with a safer
Am I a name that's as plain as paper
Just a grain of sand
A fling of vapor