Simon at Your Gate Video (MV)

My boots are laughing at me
I got newsprint for a bed
Got no destination
Just these voices in my head
Crying "Rise up Simon!"
Boots take me 'way from here!
Can't imagine nowhere's worse
Don't expect me any better than here

My roof is Mother Nature
My fuel methylate
I keep my old army pocket knife
For the stranger at my gate
Won't let no walls hold me
That spirit keeps me warm
And my knife is always handy
If some fool tries to make me conform

If you see a man of yesterday
Shuffle by real late
There's no need to fear a spectre
It's just Simon at your gate
Won't let no walls hold him
His spirit keeps him free
Could use your help but not your pity
There's more to him than anyone can see

There's pity and puzzle in ordin'ry eyes
Sometimes I see fear
Lest foolishness or fickle fate
Could one day land you here
With no walls to protect you
And on the street like me
Doing all the best we can
Rememb'ring who we used to be

There's pity and puzzle in ordin'ry eyes
Sometimes I see fear
Lest foolishness or fickle fate
Could one day land you here
With no walls to protect you
And on the street like me
Doing all the best we can
Rememb'ring who we used to be
Could use your help but not your pity
There's more to us than anyone can see
And if you look a little closer
You'll find people just like you and me