Ice-age heat wave, cant complain.
If the worlds at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day,
to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldnt stop.
You dont know where and you dont know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.
Well uh-uh baby I aint got no plan.
Well float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well float on maybe would you understand?
The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like Im making the most.
The days get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess its not surprising but its spring and I should leave.
I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still havent gotten anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like Im caught in an undertow?
The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didnt know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didnt understand.
I know that starting over is not what lifes about.
But my thoughts were so loud I couldnt hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud I couldnt hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud.
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