My stubborn feet just can't rest
I've wanderlust in my chest
Saw me to a far flung field
Where mud would cling and dry and peel
Every direction lost at sea
I used to think it was just me
I'm tired of the stagnant stains
Which trickle down the walls like chains
And bubble under flower print sheets
Unravelling around my feet
Every connection worried free
I used to think it was just me
So nose ahead crack the champagne
Riddle fake the painted landscapes
Every direction fallen trees
I used to think it was just me
Used to think it was just me
