The Wanderer

I went out walking

Through 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 riding

Down that old 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 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 would 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

Yeah 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