No matter where I travel, I go to Nowhereland. The suitcase full of longing, Just knick-knacks in my hand. As lonely as the desert wind. As homeless as the sand. No matter where I travel, I come to Nowhereland. The forests are all gone now, Each home a firebrand. Found no one left whom I know. Not one knew me first-hand. And when the alien bird screeched loud, I ran, could not withstand. No matter where I travel, I come to Nowhereland.