The Vagrant Soul
You can run
But you can't hide
You do your best
But you can't keep your head screwed on tight
The walls are thick
Piling so high
The carpet's scuffed
And your shoes came along for the ride
It's hard getting by
Your suitcase packed to the nines
It's hard getting by
With all roads leading to paradise
It's hard, hard for the Vagrant Soul
The daylight's spent
Copper for change
It pulls on the pockets
That tie your legs to your brains
So set your sails
Dust your lapels
Crash every port with a crew full of ne'er do wells
It's hard getting by
Your suitcase packed to the nines
It's hard getting by
With all roads leading to paradise
It's hard, hard for the Vagrant Soul
In ancient times a man had his land
Breathing life of the Empire through his hands
But now the Empire's died
He does what he likes
Combing the sky
For something to write
Someday soon
You'll stand on the moon
With your heart giving out
In the blue of an Earth-lit room
As she fades
Waxes and wanes
Turn your attention to the spinning
Of the Milky Way
It's hard getting by
With your suitcase packed to the nines
It's hard getting by
With all roads leading to paradise
It's hard, hard for the Vagrant Soul
Autor(es): Matt Carpanini