Vagabonds

Here’s your lifelong template
I hope it serves you well
Color in between the lines
And maybe time will tell
Conveyor belts aligning
So we move in parallel
Don’t forget to wait your turn
Yes hope is what they sell
Because there’s a sunrise
On the dark side of the moon
They lead you there with every breath
So long as you consume
But that won’t do
No that won’t do
When there are vagabonds
Not scared to pick and choose
You might think it’s lonely
But that’s what I’d rather do
Just keep asking for directions
Each turn off like the rest
No matter if it’s left or right
You come out second best
And my lungs feel kind of heavy
As the tar drips from my chest
No silver lining anywhere
I think we’re all obsessed
But that won’t do
No that won’t do
When there are vagabonds
Not scared to pick and choose
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
You might think it’s lonely
But that’s what I’d rather do