Wanderlust

Wanderlust
G Gossett, J Wells, A Williams
02/25/15

I didn’t think I’d be here yesterday
Give the future breath and watch the past fade away
A dreamers scheme, a poets theme, masses hope yet never see
Here we stand as dust, in wanderlust

ohhhh
ohhhh


Times a fading picture where the colors wash away
The edges of our memory and the sharpness of the pain
In a melting space an aging face babies born to take our place
As we all turn to dust, in wanderlust

ohhhh
ohhhh

So hold on now while you let go every fear
Take my hand pull me close and keep me near
Every sigh will tell us why we risk it all
Before we turn to dust, in wanderlust

wohhhhh
wohhhh
Wanderlust

woohhh
woohhh