Outside in the street You want to turn your face and say This could make a picture photograph It never used to look this way In a native place You can hide away In a native place You can hide away Beyond the tracks you go With your idle awkward ways Locked the boy up long ago Such a frightening change In a native place You can hide away In a native place You can hide away And the dreamers come and go And you turn and hear them say You could write a book or make a map Recollect this way In a native place You can hide away In a native place You can hide