Abel Trost We Are (the Wanderers)
All my friends are drifters
All my friends are lost
Let's get out of the city
To the westcoast
Leave all our troubles
Let's find a new way
Nothing new on the horizon
In this promised land
Oh, all this time we're wasting
We'll never get it back
Searching for the answers
Along this dusty old track
And those who came before us
The rebels and the saints
We're just like a drizzle
They were hurricanes
Oh love
What will I become?
What could I have done?
We are wanderers by trade
We're like mockingbirds, we're fake
We are selfulfilling prophecies
Born to walk the earth without a cause
We are, who we say we are
Raise your glass for freedom
Raise your glass for fun
We are sons and daughters of
The children of the sun
And if there's yet a battle
A battle to be won
We sit back and listen
While the government roars
Oh love
What will I become?
What could I have done?
We are wanderers by trade
We're like mockingbirds, we're fake
We are selfulfilling prophecies
Born to walk the earth without a cause
We are, who we say we are
Better rise up
Turn the lights on
Find a rock
That doesn't roll
Sing a new song
For the lost love
Just remember
You reap what you sow
