Let’s run somewhere.
There’s planes and trains and cars, let’s take what’s fastest and
leave while the leavin’s good.
I’m no good at sittin’ still, never could understand the benefits of
building a solid foundation,
growing roots to me always felt a little
like being bound and gagged
except you’re a volunteer- Darlin’, that’s just insanity.
Come run with me,
The closest I get to peace or to heaven with this restless soul of mine
is at eighty mph down some godforsaken highway
and wouldn’t you know it,
my passenger seat has a vacancy.
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