Outsider Looking In



The outsider wanders from place to place.
Never once did he stay, changing face.

Alone he will always be as he must
When he dies his dust will mingle with the worthless road dust.

The outsider wanders from place to place.
Never once did he stay, changing face.

Cloaked in silent clothes as dark as night.
He wanders the roads in hopes of a final fight.

The outsider wanders from place to place.
Never once did he stay, changing face.

Alone he will watch the life of those within.
Knowing he will never be accepted and let in.

The outsider wanders from place to place.
Never once did he stay, changing face.

Looking in he sees the happiness and joy of them
Seeking that also yet knowing it was not to be of them.

The outsider wanders from place to place.
Never once did he stay, changing face.

Alone he sets under the tree of forgotten souls.
Knowing when he passes it will take his soul.

The outsider wanders from place to place.
Never once did he stay, changing face.

Rising and knowing time is all but through
He would accept the fate of aloneness he knew.

The outsider wanders from place to place.
Never once did he stay, changing face.

Upon falling on the road of life.
He knew it was his time to pass from worthless life.

The outsider wanders from place to place.
Never once did he stay, changing face.

Eyes closing for the final time as the pain consumed.
Forever his last thought would be how he was doomed.

The outsider wanders from place to place.
Never once did he stay, changing face.