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don't purple stuff it
One day by the way I met little miss muffet

I blew my mind with the stuff that I taught her
I am the wanderer's wandering
delivered

Behold the destroyer
By the hand of man
Death be delivered

Anger and hatred are their oars
Revenge their vessel
Be strong
Be patient

Making
that I loved you
By the lake with the summer done
Come all your careless wanderers
By the lake with the days of rum

When I first saw you in
Then I knew that my life was saved

On the run
All alone
Hope returns
Wanderer

On the run
Not alone
Hope goes on
Wanderer

I'm hunted by
Then I knew that my life was saved

On the run
All alone
Hope returns
Wanderer

On the run
Not alone
Hope goes on
Wanderer

I'm hunted by
You heard my voice, I came out of the woods by choice
Shelter also gave their shade
But in the dark I have no name
So leave that click in my head
come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust

I want to love by
STATUE OF LIBERTY
WRITER GLENN SHORROCK

Give me your hungry, give me your tired, give me your homeless, give me your wanderers, Statue of Liberty,
is just one oar leaning against the wall
What of our plans for paddles in the Fall?
With the reeds grown high in a winding maze
We were to follow
Standing by a riverside 
A river so deep and so wide 
Current's too strong for only one man 
I know because I tried 

I got eight oars - 
four
In splendor it lies before me
Awaiting my final return
Like a desolate moon
Floating around in nothingness
I am a wanderer, alone
In endless search
Shadows dance
On visions fabric veil
Reality becomes obsolete
As I walk through the wormholes
Through the forlorn stars
By thoughts gone too far
As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way
Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain
I pinned a flower
dust, the morning tribe
Crushed by a million suns
Here the heart of you lies

Over land and sea
I'll come fighting for you
Over land and sea
A dawn
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
can make 
On a lake in the park 

It's an ocean of devotion 
A floating dream for two . . . 

Oh, I keep hopin' that 
The oars will stray 
So we could
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Planning a pilgrimage to my native land
History in the hints held by ancient hands

Light up the lantern, search for the answers
Steady along
Aboard a craft bereft of oar
I rowed upstream to find Lenore
Abducted by a bandit or
A king from some forgotten war

And mindful of his larval
"...from the darkness, risen our of blackness,
A flame once, burning like red blood
Was seen by those who waited for the battle,
To lead them
Wanderers this morning came by
Where did they go
Graceful in the morning light
To banner fair
To follow you softly
In the cold mountain air
All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide 
For both our oars, with little skill, by little arms are plied 
While little hands make vain
Silver, drifting on high
Deep range star lords
Rebel land of black night
Float by your stars 
Mistress of fear see me towards always
Nova bright
walls
Of the ancient citadel in time of the tolls
And the wanderers ride to be blessed by His Might
From the mouth of the Abyss where things have no names