作曲：Patti Smith

In my Blakean year

I was so disposed

Toward a mission yet unclear

Advancing pole by pole

Fortune breathed into my ear

Mouthed a simple ode

One road is paved in gold

One road is just a road

In my Blakean year

Such a woeful schism

pain of our existence

Was not as I envisioned

Boots that trudged from track to track

Worn down to the sole

One road is paved in gold

One road is just a road

Boots that tramped from track to track

Worn down to the sole

One road was paved in gold

One road was just a road

In my Blakean year

Temptation get a hiss

Just a shallow spear

Robed in cowardice

Brace yourself for bitter flack

For a life sublime

A labyrinth of riches

Never shall unwind

The threads that bind the pilgrim's sack

Are stitched into the Blakean back

So throw off your stupid cloak

Embrace all that you fear

For joy shall conquer all despair

In my Blakean year

So throw off your stupid cloak

Embrace all that you fear

For joy shall conquer all despair

In my Blakean year