Season Man

I dreamed I was moving freely out across the field
 My friend was going slower though his back was made of steel
 The wild horses in the mountain do you any way they can
 A guitar is much easier on a songwriting man
 Season man moving in the rain
 Season man, moving with the change
 The drummer man he took his furs and headed on down south
 With the taste of the Rio Grande still in his mouth
 He moved in with his kinfolks in the Arkansas woods
 He was a man who would always do what he said he would
 Season man moving in the rain
 Season man, moving with the change
 The mountain will chew you up and spit you out
 Or hold you close and let you feel what0s it all about
 You can walk the streets, wear your robes and your vacant smile
 Braid your hair like a doormat you are a rainbow child
 Season change, and you're out in the rain
 Rainbow man, walking in the rain