Текст песни Vagabond - John Splithoff

If it wasn't for the way we last departed, you'd still have that grip on me the same kind of grip from when we started the kind that squeezed the life from me and I just can't sustain the notion that you'd fall so far from home.
No more drowning in your ocean.
No more threads I need to sew.
Oooh.
You contain yourself within your illusion.
Ooooh. '
Cause you can't sit still.
You're just a vagabond, you take too long to find what you're looking for.