[Intro: [?]]
*Vocalisations*

[Verse 1: Ozi Batla]
Look down
You know something, just a lot of dumb shit
Just a lot of comfort, that's just what I'm done with
I can't run on that wheel anymore with no
End with them, won't push their pendulum
There but for the grace of God go I? Oh, you so fly
That you call to the skies, divine intervention?
Yet forget to mention, your mate slept on benches
All over Europe, oh, yeah, but he's a legend
Peep your brethren, each and every one of us
'Cause when it's done and dusted, there's two sides to justice
Two sidеs to reality, so don't you try telling me
You nеver thought of chucking it all in and just travelling
The search for wisdom, it's not the given right
Of the righteous, no reason to fight us, or even like us
It might just be that some must be free
So hold your opinion, 'cause you don't know me

[Chorus: Jane Tyrrell, [?]]
Where I sleep, I
Cannot say, it's
Probably the same as
Yesterday
In the shadow of
A dying rose
Is where I make my
Small abode, and that's my home
[Verse 2: Urthboy, Urthboy & Jane Tyrrell]
Once back when his footsteps were felt
Before these books on self-help
His realm of the air-conned office
Seemed a world away from this elm tree, but that's what they dealt me
Was what he would whisper
Voice getting shrill as the seasons get crisper
Move along mister, the city can't risk ya
Let our wealthy guests get a glimpse of our blisters
The family reach don't mean a family leash
They're too preoccupied to help him up on his feet
The same uneasy eyes that meet his out on the street
Used to pay a pretty penny to hear that man speak
Requests stopped coming coupled with a run-in
Running from an audience, he says he can't get through to 'em
But just what did that do to him? The stuff of conversation
Subject matter of your inner party speculation

[Chorus: Jane Tyrrell, [?]]
Where I sleep, I
Cannot say, it's
Probably the same as
Yesterday
By the bridge
By the road
Is where I make my
Small abode
Where I sleep, I
Cannot say (I cannot say), it's
Probably the same as
Yesterday (As yesterday)
By the bridge (By the bridge)
By the road (By the road)
Is where I make my
Small abode, and that's my home
[Outro: [?]]
Where I sleep, I
Cannot say, it's
Probably the same as
Yesterday
In the shadow of
A dying rose
Is where I make my
Small abode, and that's my home