Letra de Walt Whitman's Punkrock Band

The roads: separate as could be
The paths filled with hopes all calling me
If life was ten times my due
Still need more to see it all through
Walt Whitman’s punk rock band sang clearly
Every atom belonging to you, as good belongs to me
Hoping for to begin to make the chance
To make a difference to my sleep and rest
All rests on my conscious past
And hassles my future plans
I’m never gonna be like you