The Wanderer

I'm getting closer
I'm getting further
I'm forgetting it's over
(And I'm) living it over
I'm getting older
Home growing colder
Watching a storm continue to grow, till it blows over

But from time to time
I periodically
Wander about
In worlds that don't belong to me

The white cliffs of Dover
The clouds rolling over
Bluebirds all over,
(But there's) none I can see
What the old world left over
I watch sink into the water
As clouds roll in and cloud the above, till they blow over

But from time to time
I periodically
Wander about
In worlds that don't belong to me

And by and by
I eventually
Run aground
In worlds that don't belong to me
And from time to time
I self-admittedly
wonder aloud:
"Is this all that belongs to me?"

(I wonder about)
Worlds that don't belong to me
(I run aground)
Worlds that don't belong to me
In worlds that don't belong to me
Worlds that don't belong to me
And words that don't belong to me
Is this all that belongs to me?



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Shiroff
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