Wander Drug - Thomas Giles

The broken sun lifts upon the street

Deliver the decades

Memories of those who once moved a beat

Must find a soul

Who can sing with me

The empty rooms and cluttered streets

Stare at the dashboard

Reminds this man of what used to be

I know you’re out there

with you melodies

Hands beat down and knocks the photograph

from the dashboard

My blank eyes stare towards the crowd of loss

I’ll never surrender

I’ll find my design

Search for my kind