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 will 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 on the moon.

This man he had some big ideas
But he never set a goal
He waited too long to face his fears
The opportunities he’s blown

Some days are transparent
Others are cloudy filled with smog
This man, he never had a 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

No way to fight the pain and strife
Disappointments just a way of life
Which direction leads to change?
Running around in circles
Stuck inside a maze
Which I knew and I’ve been eluding to,
for years and not for days

Smothered in ambiguity, hidden in the leaves
Layers upon layers, peeled back to the seeds
Exposing new beginnings, an apple in the tree
Living off the fruits of labor
What more can one man need?