I am the vagabond of cosmic conscience
The measurer of loss and consequences
Traveling into the space of feelings
The interpreter of love and its references
The truth I sought is the cure
Of all things majestic or otherwise
Of all the journeys I’ve endured I’ve come to grasp
That truth be told can be beautiful lies
I am the vagabond of cosmic conscience
The dweller of love’s earth and sky
My soul is taken by loneliness
My heart is broken into a thousand cry
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