There is an outer point called "Destiny Way"
That lines the outer harbor on Chesepeake Bay
But I've never been.

"Trust me," said Truth, but I knew better
And a little yellow bird that sits on a thether
Sayin' "I do's as I sees and I sees it fit,"
And with it a sneer curled up 'round its lip

Drawing breathe from those who had lost theirs
And with it had found a whole new buncha' cares
For no ones day was as mine was
And no ones day do as mine does.