Robert Lyrics - Singles - Tangarine

Robert was a poet in a way you can describe 

searching all the trashcans in the corner of his mind 

leaving all the memories of what he had inside 

now he's a wandering in heaven all the time 

Robert was a hobo, living with the word 

every dime and more than just a payment from the dirt 

spending all his days without a balance on the line 

now he's a wandering in heaven all the time 

Although he's not the same to you, the wrong, it can be right 

now I see that life is just the only way to die 

And though he may not look to you a keeper of the mind 

All you did, was keeping him inside 

Robert was a prophet, with a blade upon his shoes 

The smile upon his face, never payed a single due 

Though he was no god of any kind, his water turned to wine 

now he's a wandering in heaven all the time 

Although he's not the same to you, the wrong, it can be right 

now I see that life is just the only way to die 

And though he may not look to you a keeper of the mind 

All you did, was keeping him inside 

Robert was a loner, with every word on set 

All the curtains closed before he got himself to bed 

No window never opened up to see the light 

now he's a wandering in heaven all the time 

Although he's not the same to you, the wrong, it can be right 

now I see that life is just the only way to die 

And though he may not look to you a keeper of the mind 

All you did, was keeping him inside 

All you did, was keeping him inside 

All you did, was keeping you inside