Son of Man

Every bird makes it nest Every deer has it's bed Every fox in it's den But I've no place to lay my head I've no place to lay my head, I've no place to lay my head I've no place to lay my head, I've no place to lay my head I've no place I've no place Roads that wind away from here Witching winds won't let me be Voices of the ones before say I will find my way I will find my way, I will find my way I will find my way, I will find my way Find my way Find my way Find my way