This is the song
Of a wanderer
Trying to make sense of it all
These are the cries
Of a vagabond
Trying to put a face to the world

We all wear
The rags of life
Trying to cover up
All the holes that we find
We all wear
The rags of life
Trying to cover up
Will never hide
The rags of life

These are the thoughts
Of a refugee
Trying to see through eyes that are blind
These are the words
Of a traveller
Trying to put together all the pieces I find

We all wear
The rags of life
Trying to cover up
All the holes that we find
We all wear
The rags of life
Trying to cover up
Will never hide

We all wear
The rags of life
Trying to cover up
All the holes that we find
We all wear
The rags of life
Trying to cover up
Will never hide
The rags of life