sometimes the wind it blows
it seems to pass right through
it's just a part of me
if I let it move on through
and I'm invisible now
and I've nowhere to go
and I'm no one to be
these are the free-est times I know
just like everyman
come from skies so blue
take this weight my dear
and I'll give it right back to you
just like everyman
made of dust and clay
just a-knowing my love
is the diamond in the day
Just Like Everyman, Jeff Finlin