Wanderer

Wondering where all those people might've went Is there some kind of heaven that I don't know Seeking some peace, a place with no dissent The wanderer roam away, leaving the crows A crazy A mistery old man A lady And a stoned Walking with no intent to go back Leaving behind the stones, I am scared Fate brought together this very strange group There may be some higher purpose behind it all Or maybe we just enjoy the trail of death How am I suddenly alone, where'd they go? A crazy A mistery old man A lady And a stoned Walking with no intent to go back Leaving behind the stones, I am scared A crazy A mistery old man A lady And a stoned Walking with no intent to go back Leaving behind the stones, I am scared Walking with no intent to go back Leaving behind the stones, I am scared