The Wandering Song

I wonder where the stars go
When the sky is blue
I wonder where the lies go
When they start coming true
I wonder if we straighten
All the the things we’ve not dis
How can we right our wrongs
When there is no how or why or who
I wonder if can we lose our guilt
When we’ve been accused
Where does all the downers hide
When we are amused
I wonder where choices go
When we’ve lost the right to choose
How can we solve these mysteries
We have not any clues
I wonder as I wander
And the wandering gets stronger
It can’t really be much longer
Till I wander my way through
With wandering comes doubt
And it seems like no way out
Unless I whisper, laugh or shout
All my wonders to the world
To the world
To the world
I’ve wondered where my childhood went
Ever since I grew
I’ve wandered all the pages
Filled with pictures that I drew
As I wondered something
Inside me did brew
Words can not explain it
There is nothing I can do
I wonder as I wander
And the wandering gets stronger
It can’t really be much longer
Till I wander my way through
With wandering comes doubt
And it seems like no way out
Unless I whisper, laugh or shout
All my wonders to the world
To the world
To the world
So I wandered to a place
Sometime long ago I knew
A place we all know
Yet only tell precious few
M upon shore the ship
On it’s deck, the crew
Their face are familiar
Their eyes are glazed with gloom
I wonder where the ship would go
If I shot the crew
Would it sail to the edge of the world
Or continue right on through
To a place where all that is old
Seems fighteningly new
And dead men rise at dawn
To milk the grass of all it’s dew
I wonder as I wander
And the wandering gets stronger
It can’t really be much longer
Till I wander my way through
With wandering comes doubt
And it seems like no way out
Unless I whisper, laugh or shout
All my wonders to the world