More Than Skies - The One Who Wanders is Not Lost Lyrics

The One Who Wanders is Not Lost

We sat on separate sides,
On the Long Island Railway line.
You mumble to yourself,
What gets fixed is not what helps.
Could you help me out?

I am on my way towards
An old midwestern state.
I've known this road before
Filled with cheap booze and with whores.
Still, I may escape myself.

But in the end, my steps come trailing back to me,
And the gavel falls, on me.

Now looking back, on everyone I left
Either gullible or floored, a tad bewildered or abhorred,
I guess I'm a good man. Yeah, I'm a safe bet.

But I'm afraid I've really lost it in the head.
Don't you hear what they said?
I'm the light, that burned the whole town down.

A couple of years before I knew where I was going.
I'd bow my head in somber prayer and watch my faith
Slip into the cracks

A little compromise, the thrill of sweat in the moonlight.
What no one knows won't hurt. Oh no,
My sin won't find me..

Out of body, out of mind.
I used my worst traits as a baited line.
My best excuses to keep smiling
While you would change your clothes,
Being sure to keep composed.
I am a church without a cross.
I am the sin you come across.
I am the doubt, I am your loss.
I am nothing. I am lost.