Monday, 7 March 2016

i'd do 12 steps then a thousand more

run away with me
the highway is calling me and i must go
don't
don't run away with me
i will probably leave you stranded
the highway is lonely and dark
full of little white wooden crosses
i will never belong unless it takes me
i'm cursed with this landsickness
forever starting over in every city
different name, different story,
same old practiced lies

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