The man appeared to me inside that yellow wood. I’d carved his name in the dirt, at the crossroads where we stood He said, “are you looking for directions?” I said, “gee, I wish you would. Which way to the infinite road that unwinds from within” He said, “follow the distant light” Oh’ you know I will! Follow the distant light, just a little bit over the hill Follow the distant light and although you’ll never near it You can travel on forever and you’ll never be back here I said, “alright” The stranger appeared to me, he hopped down from his tree I said, “I can give you anything, but you know that nothing’s free” Well I could take it or leave it. I said, “well what do you want from me” He said, “nothing much really, just a small token of appreciation That would mean so little to man like you and so much to a man like me” Gimme the distant light Oh no I cannot do it Gimme the distant light, he said through his teeth Gimme the distant light I said, “I ain’t quite yet through with it” As I saw it shining dimly through the branches of his tree, I walked on Following the distant light Like the way some people look for parking Following the distant light, and tripping all over my feet But following the distant light And I know if I keep walking, I’ll never touch it But as long as I move it’ll shine down on me