Wanderers from Anthropocene Blues by Samuel Lockridge

Once there was an age of darkest night
when the Milky Way glowed so bright
it cast a shadow on the earth below
of your awe-struck body standing in the snow.

Where does your light come from,
from within or somewhere else?
Oh, if I could touch you
I could see for myself.

We began as wanderers
We are wanderers still

I carry deserts and seas,
mountains and valleys in me.
I trace these memories looking for the way ahead.
I call the living and remember the dead.
Ancestral voices all night,
gazing up at the same sky,
I listen when I don't know what the hell I'm doing,
but I know I can't keep from moving 'cause

We began as wanderers
We are wanderers still

I can't keep from moving, baby

I'll scout the way before you embark
I'll stay behind long after you depart

Anywhere you wanna go, baby,
I'll go with you, I'll go with you.
Even if we never know, baby,
I'll search with you, I'll search with you.

Where does your light come from,
from within or somewhere else?
Oh, if I could touch you
I could see for myself.

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