The Wanderer

(álbum: Zooropa - 1993)

I went out walking through streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones, saw the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul
I went out walking under an atomic sky
Where the ground won't turn and the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye

Yeah, I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering

I went drifting through the capitals of tin
Where men can't walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens like to sit
They say they want the kingdom
But they don't want God in it

I went out riding down that old eight-lane
I passed by a thousand signs looking for my own name
I went with nothing but the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you

I went out there in search of experience
To taste and to touch and to feel as much
As a man can before he repents

I went out searching, looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father's right hand
I went out walking with a bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one

Now Jesus, don't you wait up, Jesus I'll be home soon
Yeah, I went out for the papers, told her I'd be back by noon
Yeah, I left with nothing but the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you

Yeah, I left with nothing, nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering