The Wanderer

I went out walking through the streets paved with gold
lifted some stones
saw the skin and bones
of a city without a soul
I went out walking under an atomic sky
where the ground won't turn
and the rain it burns
like the tears when I said goodbye
Yeah I went with nothing
nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering
I went drifting through the capitals of tin
where men can't walk
or freely talk
and sons turn their fathers in
I stopped outside a church house
where the citizens like to sit
they say they want the kingdom
but they don't want God in it
I went out with nothing
nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering
I went out walking
down that winding road
where no one's trusting no one
and conscience...a too heavy load
I went out riding, down that ol'eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
looking for my own name
I went with nothing
but the thought you'd be there, too
Looking for you
I went out there in search of experience
to taste and to touch and to feel's as much
as a man can before he repents
I went out searching, looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who could sit at his father's right hand
I went out walking with a bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one
Now Jesus, don't you wait up
Jesus, I'll be home soon
Yea I went out for the papers
told her I'd be back by noon
Yeah I left with nothing
but the thought you'd be there too
looking for you...
Yeah I left with nothing
nothing but the thought of you...
I went wandering

The Wanderer