All my friends are drifters
All my friends are lost
Letâ??s get out of the city

To the westcoast

Leave all our troubles

Letâ??s find a new way
Nothing new on the horizon
In this promised land


Oh, all this time weâ??re wasting
Weâ??ll never get it back

Searching for the answers
Along this dusty old track


And those who came before us
The rebels and the saints
Weâ??re just like a drizzle

They were hurricanes

Oh love

What will I become?
What could I have done?


We are wanderers by trade
Weâ??re like mockingbirds, weâ??re fake
We are selfulfilling prophecies

Born to walk the earth without a cause
We are, who we say we are


Raise your glass for freedom
Raise your glass for fun
We are sons and daughters of

The children of the sun

And if thereâ??s yet a battle

A battle to be won
We sit back and listen
While the government roars


Oh love
What will I become?

What could I have done?

We are wanderers by trade

Weâ??re like mockingbirds, weâ??re fake
We are selfulfilling prophecies
Born to walk the earth without a cause

We are, who we say we are

Better rise up

Turn the lights on
Find a rock
That doesnâ??t roll

Sing a new song
For the lost love
Just remember

You reap what you sow