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