You left with bare a whisper.
I stayed behind without a whimper.
But you gotta know when to walk away,
maybe suddenly or it could take a couple days.
I just hope that you make it home safe.
A promise it blackened when the dusk came.
the air it escaped from me as the light changed.
and a smile crept and it took over the train
and dust was in our nose and rust colored our clothes
and our lives are not lies but we're not the only light
so we grasp at what is real while crying "stay here."
all that i remember is your pack didn't fit and your back kept giving you trouble. so cut the cardboard, your back it was bent double. we painted the cardboard, our backs they were bent double.
you changed your name to little wanderer. you hoped it would prove to be something they'd remember. but all that i remember is your pack didn't fit and your back it kept giving you trouble.