Whole Cloth

On what do you base your life, my friend?
Can you see around the bend?
Can you see?

On what star do you take your sight
On a cold and blowy night
Alone, alone?

Old man can you make a mirror for me?
It's got to be clearer than air for me
'cause you see i can't see me, no

And i always thought that i meant what i said
But you know that lately i've read
We were lying

All of us lying
Just making it up, yeah
Cuttin' it out of whole cloth, yeah