Walk in June
Nobody by my side
In that night fading soon
Far away a brighter light
The sun is burning
Onto my big bare head
And the day is like the yesterday one
See a town yonder dusty undead
Mock at your law
Walk in the middle
Of a wide sandy road
Drop myself into a creaky rocker
And on the rocks is rippling gold
And as the sun end its way behind the western land
I fall asleep in my chair the chin is in my hand
I dream about d**h in that ghost town yonder
4'o clock in the morn' awakes my lonely rest