pligrimage

woke up late the wayward drifter
found you there 
bleeding on stoney ground
by some twist of fate
i followed a whispers
guess its safe to say
were closer now
(its over now)

hitchiked a ways waslate november
or december
i cant remember now

outside a cafe or a whorehouse
drinking whiskey and red wine
met a man in leather pants
dining out of a trash can
guess its safe to surmise
were no longer fine

was a carnival just past the beach
found you there dizzy 
off the ferris wheel
with an arsenal to make you bleed
we tripped the breakers
drowned in bleach
woke up on the shores
by the police who said you cant sleep here
guess its safe to say
we're almost there

hitchiked a ways it was late october
or november
i cant remember now

woke up on a train halfway to berlin
and you were there
listening to the ground
half insane i called your name
you ached listen to the sound
by some twist of fate
followed a whisper
and it took me down
guess its safe to say
were not dreaming now

hitchiked a ways was late november
or december
i cant remember now

woke up on a bench in a strange place
and you were there
sleeping on the ground
tattoos on your face
by some sort of grace
i held you down
guess its safe to say
we cant go back now

hitchiked a ways was late november
or december
i cant remember now

woke up late the wayward drifter
found you there 
lying on stoney ground
by some twist of fate
followed a whisper
guess its safe to say
its over now