Wanderer
Oli Bayston, Rose Elinor Dougall
There are no more questions
There are no more tired demands
The interminable thrill of pulling things apart
Is wearing away at my weary heart
Even after everything
Always you
Forever you
My wanderer
Am I lost to the cause?
Am I left to wrestle with the days alone?
And I will always hate the distances
That stay the same
But leave me different
Even after everything
Always you
Forever you
Please forgive my recklessness
Always you
Forever you
My wanderer