He was just a roaming man
With nowhere left to go
Turning down a winding road
Searching for his home
Staring at the lives of which
He'll never know
Wondering how he ended up
So lost and all alone.

He hadn't had a sober day
Since the third day back in June
So lazy he couldn't pray to God
So he settled for the moon.
This man he had some big ideas
But never set a goal
The world just keeps on spinning 'round
Where it stops, nobody knows.

Some days are transparent
Others are cloudy filled with smog
He never had a best friend
Not even a dog
He just went through the motions
Alienating everybody within reach
Making mistake after mistake
He was one you couldn't reach

He wasn't very stupid
He wasn't very smart
It was clear that he was suffering
From a broken heart
Among some other things
Disappointed in his choices
Which direction leads to change?
Running around in circles
Stuck inside a maze
Seems I've been saying this for days
Lost his mind, he'd gone crazy
Stuck in ambiguity
Hidden in the leaves.