Alive - Ira Wolf

There’s a man around the corner, he’s been askin' me for change and I could use

some, think I could use some

Sometimes all these things slow me down

Like the concrete that’s been stickin' to the bottom of my shoes

Souls worn and tired have started wearing though

I can feel them heavier now

There’s a hole here in my pocket

It reminds me of the ways I am hungry

And always running for an open door

But on the highway heavyhearted humming just to hear a sound

Loneliness it lingers through unfamiliar towns

All of them stunning and none of them home

And I don’t know if I live like this for peace of mind

Can’t say if I do it for the foolish pride

Maybe it’s all just to prove that I’m alive

I’m alive

So I tell myself I’m brave

And I swear that I’m bold

But I’m afraid it isn’t so

Maybe I’m nothing more than alone

Am I running just to run?

Sometimes it seems running is all I’ve ever done

But is there something more to settle for that I have given up?

Does this fickle heart feel trapped in love?

Is there something more to settle for, or have I just given up?

Does my fickle heart still believe in love?