Pilgrim - Wolfmother

Hey there gypsy, walk without a sound

See those people try to put you down

She’s got wisdom inside her hand

For no good reason ever could be found

With all the people living in this town

Searching for wisdom inside the sand

She’s got hands that go inside my mind

She’s got hands that go inside my mind

This time I think I’m feeling fine

Somehow they seem, seem to get around

Giving the message of the underground

She’s got that wisdom inside her hand

She’s got hands that go inside my mind

She’s got hands that go inside my mind

I think I’m feeling fine

With the thoughts that you have or that you find

It can confuse you some of the time

It’s like you’re chasing smoke into the night

Somebody changing to the call of the wild

She’s got hands that go inside my mind

I think I’m feeling fine