[Verse 1]
Gonna climb a mountain top
So I can look out far to see
Gonna walk along the highest trapeze
Feel the wind blow 'round my feet
Never saw myself as a common man
Say farewell to this crooked land
Been hangin' on to bigger plans

[Bridge]
Hooks in a wall
Don't ask me where I'm gone
Won't be back before the dawn
Been hangin' on since I was born
Hooks in a wall

[Verse 2]
Gonna join a marching band and blow the horn
Gonna hang like a moth
A rider of a storm
Gonna laugh at the boys perched like pigeons on a wall
Gonna wake up and find myself in San Francisco

[Chorus]
Where only once in the flower of our youth
Care-free and singular, misunderstood
The road is wide open, there's nothing to lose
Nothin' but dust on the soles of our shoes
[Bridge]
Hooks in a wall
Don't ask me where I'm gone
Won't be back before the dawn
Been hangin' on since I was born
Hooks in a wall

[Chorus]
Where only once in the flower of our youth
Care-free and singular, misunderstood
The road is wide open, there's nothing to lose
Nothin' but dust on the soles of our shoes

[Outro]
Nothin' but dust on the soles of our shoes
Nothin' but dust on the soles of our shoes