wanderers
search the world for an answer
peeking under rocks
and sailing oceans

all they want
is a place to call home
who will bring them in
no one knows

lonely hearts
know how it goes
put on a smile
for the show

drive to your apartment
with the same hole in your soul
drown in your tears
try to sew it back whole

teen spirits
all they want is danger
the people go
but memories stay

bad choices
always made good stories
though prudency is my treasure
endless planning is my glory