i struggle all the time in my mind and in my heart there s just never enough time for righteous ways and in my slumber i have dreams of broken waves and dogs that thunder wake up to another year of tortured days i am a pilgrim im a drifter i m a gypsy i m a fool i never hear a thing that people say blind man double dealer im a cripple i m a liar i just don t have the time for righteous ways i struggle all the time in my mind and in my heart there s just never enough time for righteous ways and in my slumber i have dreams of broken waves and dogs that thunder wake up to another year of tortured days i am a pilgrim i m a drifter i m a gypsy i m a tool i never hear a thing that people say blind man double dealer i m a cripple im a fool i just dont have the time for righteous ways i just don t have the time for righteous ways