No Telling When — текст песни (Mutton Birds)

(Don McGlashan)
Are these the hands of a man? I suppose so
I recall them shaking the hands of other men
Now all they seem to do is write in this log book
That`s all they`ve done since I can`t remember when
And there`s
No telling when
I`m going to be
Carried in
But in my mind
I see the land
There`s a footprint in the sand,
and it`s going to be...
Mine...It`s going to be
Mine...It`s going to be mine
Is this a human face in the mirror?
It looks just like a piece of the sea
I`ve been staring at the waves so very long now
My eyes are playing tricks on me
And there`s
No telling when
I`m going to be
Carried in
But in my mind
I see the land
There`s a footprint in the sand,
and it`s going to be...
Mine...It`s going to be
Mine...It`s going to be mine
I had a friend who said Don`t read these papers,
The writing inside is always so small
But in the end it was him who started shrinking
In the end you couldn`t see him at all
And there`s
No telling when
I`m going to be
Carried in
But in my mind
I see the land
There`s a footprint in the sand,
and it`s going to be...
Mine...It`s going to be
Mine...It`s going to be mine