Time For Leaving Songtext

There's an ill wind on the lowlands A famine in the hills A rust storm on the northern seas A dust storm on the skills Where is the law that holds me In a grey unpleasant land I will not dance for the medicine man With the happy pills at hand I will pack up my things and go Head on down to Australia Just strap on some wings and I'll blow Right here in my time, right here in my mind Right here in my life, this is a time for leaving I will not sing a chain gang song I will not walk the line The company store won't have my soul And Al won't have his dime You could take my job and shove it If I just had one to give You could take my pain and love it But you won't know how I live I will pack up my things and go Take a train over Canada Tie up my strings and I'll blow Right here in my time, right here in my mind Right here in my life, this is a time for leaving If I fill my eyes up with the sun And I hold my face to the blazing sky My shadow will be cast behind me And I'll look no more at its beaten eyes This is a time Listen to the city fall Listen to the warm wind call Listen to me my love This is a time for leaving Right here in my time, right here in my mind Right here in my life, this is a time for leaving This is a time for leaving