I lost everything I thought I had, I lost everything that made me sad, but nothing is nothing and I know that, nothing is nothing and I ain't glad.
Well I'm on the road for the book of truths, I'm on the search for silver loot, the maps are drawn all through the skies, I see the signs in strangers eyes.
And all the animals are gone, all the animals are gone, Woah-oh, woah-oh, You are a good sign, that now is a good time, Woah-oh, woah-oh, you are a good sign, that now is a good time.
Saddle up your palomino, Grab it all we'll go to Rio, Nothing is nothing and I know that, Nothing is nothing and I ain't glad.
Let the storms all through your clothes, let the ink run down your nose, a whole life for you to see, maybe that's how it's supposed to be.