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Sep 2011 · 777
the wanderer
Steph Bangs Sep 2011
I waited all day for you
and then I waited all night
it was worth the wait
you made everything all right

before you came along
the words didn't come easy to me
and now I see you in everything
the world became my dictionary
wistful beauty
graceful humility

you have a way of moving
the things around you seem to fade
I could see you coming from miles away
just from the way the earth shakes
the way the air trembles
from the electricity you make

but you don't know it
you can't see
everything that you do to me
you walk around like a greasy fingered kid
leaving your mark wherever you've been

my heart is a crime scene
you are the evidence

I used to be lost
and now I just wander
where are you?
I'm coming my dear
don't you know?
I am always on my way
if I am not already here

the scared lost child has grown
turned into a wanderer
with no place to go

and there's nothing left for me to do
but search the skies for signs of you

will you be my home?
will you be my warm place to sleep?
will you be the roof over my head?
will you be the shoes on my feet?

even a nomad must lay down roots
all I can ask for is the truth
just please
don't forget me
let me take up residence inside your mind
a place I belong will finally be mine
a lost little child grown
a wanderer who now has a home

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