Vagrants
We all have our minds wrapped around our own faces and we all like to think that weāre going places letās face it weāre all vagrants
Your talking about a mile a minute the trunk of your car doesnāt have much in it you know, you know youāll make do
I thought you lied when you said you were gone i woke up to find that youād left at dawn and i cried oh how I cried
You left this little town and left me here so now Iām all alone to live with my fears I am broken, canāt you see what you do
sores on your feet speak more than the travels pick up your heart before it unravels my dear, oh how iāve heard you cry
We all have our minds wrapped around our own faces and we all like to think that weāre going places letās face it weāre all vagrants
you promised me that youād find your way back but honestyās something you seem to lack and i know Iāll never see you again
Cyanide numbed the pain youĀ left behind bet my breath I never crossed your mind and my eyes, theyāll never meet yours again
letters from the grave find you as you roam just to remind you to come back home but I know, youāre not turning back
so Iāll sign this letter to you my dear and whisper the words back into your ear ācause I love you I never stopped loving you
We all have our minds wrapped around our own faces and we all like to think that weāre going places letās face it weāre all vagrants
















