Wandering
I fall asleep in a comforting messThe room is yellow and the windows the deadest white,I smell the ghost of your dinner,And the space heater is glowing like a miniature gate to hell.I hear the dogs as I dress myself,I pin the letter on the back of a paper plateIt tells you that I'm gone now.And I'm sorry if I don't make it back.
"Well, I know it's a good life,Yeah, I know it's a good life.But I've gotta keep moving,I was made to keep moving,And I know it's a long shotIt was always a long shot,But I'm trusting my aim now,Yeah I'm trusting my aim."
And I know it's a good life,Yeah, I know it's a good life.But I've gotta keep moving,I've gotta stay on the move.
I had a dream but I called it a plan.A stream of hopes that I figured would serve me well.But then the dream turned sour."Sometimes delusions aint the comfort you want them to be."Now I'm broke and my luck's run out,My new acquaintances will never be someone to trust,My house is now a grave yard,It's hard to fall asleep with no one watching your back.
"Well you've got my name now it's all the same,It don't mean much but you can have it all.And I sold my heart for another start,I had my face burnt, I shattered it all,And now the price is a big one.
Well, I had me a good life,Yeah, I had me a good life.But I had to keep moving,Oh I was made to keep moving,And I know that I messed up,Yeah, I know that I messed up,But I still gotta keep moving,Yeah, I still gotta move.
Though my mind is made upAnd I'm no different now, butI follow the questions because I'm bored with the answersI'm bored with the answersSure I missed a lotAnd I'm no better off but,Sitting idle ain't a thing I was built forI gotta keep movingGotta stay on the move, gotta."
Well I had me a good life,But I had to keep moving.Well I had me a good life,But I've still gotta keep moving.