Wandering - Radical Face

Fall asleep in a comfort of nest

The room is yellow and the windows are deadest white

I smell the ghost of your dinner

And the space heat is going like a miniature gate to

Hell

I hear the dogs as I dress myself

And pin the letter on the back of a paper plate

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 gotta keep moving

I was made to keep moving

And I know it’s a long shot

It 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 gotta keep moving

I gotta stay on my aim

I had a dream but I called it a plan

A string of hopes that I figured would serve me well

Sometimes delusions made a 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 graveyard

And it’s hard to fall asleep with no one watching your

Back

Well, you’ve got my name

But it’s all the same

I don’t need much and you can have it all

And it’s in my heart

For another star

To help my face but I shoulder it all

Now the price is a big one

But I’m having a good life

Yeah, I’m having a good life

But I had to keep moving

Oh, I was made to keep moving

And I know that I’m messed up

Yeah, I know that I’m messed up

But I still gotta keep moving

Yeah, I still gotta move