Born Scorpio boynChased by stormsnAlways safennRush out of bednTornado is deadnIn its wake, sunlightnThe land in uprootnnTaken down southnTo a hurricane townnFallen down bombsnWishing for snowbound homennRobbed by timenThe shadows of birdsnFortunes won and lostnAnd still, I'm wanderingnWanderingnWandering