He was just a boy when he started on his dream
He’s now into his twenties and he still can’t work a theme
Has he maybe come of age or maybe more what’s been…
I’m still wondering.
Why am I believing when such wrong things show their face
Give me some sort of cover for our world being put in place
I know there are so many secrets that stay where they should stay…
I’m still wondering.
Am I so excited at who he might’ve been
All these people fight in war and live nothing
So you think I’m inside out and will never come clean…
I’m still wondering.
Running into trouble finds me running into truth
I’ve often wondered why the whip when there’s no bloody use
I’ve tried to find a pathway where my people find no excuse…
I’m still wondering.