I can walk – 1000 miles a day
Depending on the weather
Putting one foot before the other
That's my calling - bit by bit
Here and there a bird attends to me
Sitting on my shoulder
Whispered words - I'm laughing up my sleeve
He flies away like all the others
Cumshaw and the daily bread
Hard-earned and lost
Butchers and bakers on my way
Shops close at noon
My feet report a crime
Prohibited announcement
I am hard of hearing - 1000 miles a day
The sun bows out at once
Surrender at the moon
Singing night – I'm bedded in your womb
Lull me to sleep there is no need to walk