An Indian standing by the side of the road

He looks so out of place

Dressed in leather with his arrow and bow

And a strange look on his face

I see him near the highway

Where he shouldn't really be

And no one else can see him but me

He just a time walker like me

A coyote sitting in the middle of the square

Howling up at the moon

He has been there crying for thousand years

The same one lonesome tune

No one else can hear him

And nobody else can see

No one that is accept me

He's just a time walker like me

 
A red tailed hawk sails from the clouds

Then it disappears

I look up at the sky,

again it’s there now
 

Like a spirit in the air

But its more than just a spirit

It’s timeless and it’s free

And it can only be seen by me

The hawk is a time walker like me

Some see these spirits and some they don't

Others share this gift of mine

Spirits travel on the wind like smoke

Then cross the planes of time

And there are spirits that are eternal

Forever they'll always be

And no one can see them but me

A time walker forever I’ll be
 

I’m a time walker I can walk on time

I can walk ahead, I can walk behind

I’m a time seer I can see time

I can see yours I can see mine

I look for the signs and I walk through time