I come back to my body
and I’m OK.
Whenever I must depart upon my journeyand I’m OK.
I bring my body with me
and I’m OK.
and I’m OK.
Always enjoy the stunning scenery,
but never quite sure when or where I’ll sleep—
am I OK?
but never quite sure when or where I’ll sleep—
am I OK?
So, I’m a stray cat—who'll feed me
and provide shelter for my furry body?
Considering all the want in the world, is it OK
and provide shelter for my furry body?
Considering all the want in the world, is it OK
to be nothing but this needy body
searching for some bless'd relief?
So, no kind voice says I'm OK,
searching for some bless'd relief?
So, no kind voice says I'm OK,
but I’m on my way—
even after they wind me
in a clean winding sheet, the worm will find me
and I’ll be OK
even after they wind me
in a clean winding sheet, the worm will find me
and I’ll be OK
