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I cannot see the future as so many of you can
Youve got your single pathways, Ive infinite plans
The promise land is, you believe, right above us all
Well Im concentrating on my feet, trying not to fall
Im a night owl, a late bloomer
Ill say see you soon
But youll always see me sooner
Literally a few pages ahead
But figuratively, practically dead
Nomad, Nomad
No matter what
I promise you will hear from
me again.
Nomad, Nomad
No matter how
Ill have my head on straighter then
you do now.
Birds tend to fly but for some reason uncertain
My wings seem not to be working
Theyre takin my places I never thought Id be
Im out of the races but Im perfectly free
(chorus)
To the person that pushed me down
To the people laughing in the crowd
To whoever it was that said Im naive
To the person who left cause of what I believe
My current state of envy
Will soon be changed
Youll be the one who regrets,
The system deranged
(chorus)