There was a time I was unevenly spread. There was a shadow of doubt. I crossed all my fingers, My arms and my legs. And I'm hiding behind, And I'm wandering past Still wanderers passed There was a time When I wasn't right. Something about those planets Just didn't align. And I was a number, I wasn't even a road And I fell somewhere in between I looked up above And my number comes up. And my bubble had burst And the clouds had dispersed And I didn't mind. Wintered, weathered, and worn out now. And I'm leaving behind, And I'm wandering past Still wanderers passed There was a time When I wasn't right. Something about those planets Just didn't align. And you and your old fellow there, Grew in my house. The safety in numbers is something That you've never learned.