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A Man Without a Country

William Barker

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A Man Without a Country

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William Barker
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I spent most of my whole life feeling that I don't fit in. Culturally I was different than my peers. I lived in a big college American football town, but I wasn't really into watching sports. Instead, I enjoyed the arts and music, which would have been considered very feminine. I was picked on throughout high school for dressing different and was called names of things that I wasn't. As I began to travel the feeling became even more apparent to me and it became my mission to try to find a place that I could call home. Vacations no longer became for enjoyment, but to visit locations that might be a good place to live. I began to slowly develop an internal checklist of what the perfect place should be: safe, conservative in culture, great healthcare, easy travel, good food, etc. and am now living in a place just like that, but yet I feel even more alone than I ever have before. I'm just the outsider looking in to the world that is around me. For the music I knew right away that I wanted it to be a rustic indie folk song, with the feeling of someone just walking a dusty with their acoustic guitar strapped across their back. ---------- [Verse 1] I’ve walked the highways, dust in my shoes, Sat by rivers that never called my name. Every town felt borrowed, every face a passing glance, I was always the outsider, never claimed. [Chorus] I’m a man without a country, I’ve got no place to call home. I’m a man without a country, Forever drifting, forever alone. [Verse 2] I’ve heard the laughter in taverns at night, But the warmth never reached my bones. I’ve searched for love in the glow of lantern light, But I found only shadows, only stones. [Chorus] I’m a man without a country, I’ve got no place to call home. I’m a man without a country, Forever drifting, forever alone. [Bridge] Underappreciated, misunderstood, I carry my exile like a song. If no land will claim me, Then I’ll be a country all of my own. [Final Chorus] I’m a man without a country, But I’ve built my kingdom inside. I’m a man without a country, And my soul is where I reside.