Where Am I ? I sit here in peaceful meditation by a river Watch my thoughts go floating down the stream of consciousness Never ever changing the direction of my dreaming To realise myself Nothing more or nothing less And as the hours slip away On this pleasant April day I sit and watch the flowers grow Where am I Where am I ? I'll Show You Where To Sleep Just paint a picture of the world In gentle pastel shades Indistinct and somehow blurred Like childhood escapades The painting box is rather dear But the paints themselves are cheap Leave your pack at the side of the road I'll show you where to sleep Dead brown weeds in a ditch at the side Of a field of burning corn The road opens out before you Like the womb where you were born There's no need to pretend again To try and earn your keep Leave your pack at the side of the road I'll show you where to sleep And crowds will gather in the sun As stone madonnas weep And the shepherd is a good man As he tends his flock of sheep In case you find your tortoise shell Is getting rather tight You can wrap yourself in your magic cloak And disappear from sight And I will stand guard over you As through the door you creep Leave your pack at the side of the road I'll show you where to sleep