Who are you
Man with the smile of one thousand moons
And voice of thunder subdued
The thunder that rumbles quietly after the storm
To settle things down
Who are you
Philosopher on wheels
Who loves the things one can see
Behind the houses, in the woods
While riding the train
Who are you
Who seems to know so clearly
That the important things in life
Are flashing by in those woods
And stay waiting for us
As we leave