I used to write about being a wanderer And now I am one as it were As it is to be as I am apparently The one I wrote about was me Somehow as I am now myself and I agree Without the vanity of sanity I see my sanity was vanity So as it were a wanderer As a raggedy man I do the best I can Though more or less as lesser than Having fallen through the cracks of society But my life has variety I used to write about being free And now I am out here to be +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIV