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I’m carrying a well-worn backpack
Flowing aimlessly from west to east
The scenery I see from the long distance bus window
Continues to be nothing but the blue sky and dust

I want to free myself from the pain in my chest
Now I’m looking at the sky
“Let’s take it easy”

Take it easy!
Come on! Clap your hands
No one knows what the future will be
Going My Way! In the breeze
If you fall, just stand up again
Blowin’ in the wind

At the drive-in the weak coffee I was suddenly given
Felt awfully good
That’s also because of the wind
Bob Dylan’s voice on the analog radio
Though I don’t even understand the words, they echo in my chest

I toss a coin up to decide where I’ll go tomorrow
The answer came back:
“Go further away”

Take it easy!
Come on! Clap your hands
Everyone has a future they draw
Going My Way! Ride the breeze
Even your worries will change to small grains
Blowin’ in the wind

Take it easy!
Come on! Clap your hands
No one knows what the future will be
Going My Way! In the breeze
If you fall, just stand up again
Blowin’ in the wind

I toss a coin up to decide where I’ll go tomorrow
The answer came back:
“Go further away”

Blowin’ in the wind…
Hear the wind sing