Wanderer

Dents in your bumper you
Couldn't afford to fix
Just keep driving til you
Find a place that sticks

If only the streetlights could
Shield your guilty face
If only the rain could erase
What had taken place



Grown up, now I can walk
The night alone
Sometimes I hate it, sometimes
I'm happy on my own

If only dreams do go on
To become real
Shining bright and white, not
Things darkness steals

Were you born and destined
To sit and write
In an age where so few still
Stand and fight