The Road

Album: Poetry of the Deed (2009)
Charted: 62
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  • To the east to the east
    The road beneath my feet
    To the west to the west
    I haven't got there yet
    And to the north to the north
    Never to be caught
    To the south to the south
    My time is running out

    Ever since my childhood I've been scared I've been afraid
    Of being trapped by circumstance and staying in one place
    So I always keep a small bag full of clothes carefully stored
    Somewhere secret somewhere safe
    And somewhere close to the door

    Well I've traveled many countries I've washed my feet in many seas
    I've drunk with drifters in Vienna and with punks in old dc
    And I've driven across deserts driven by the irony
    That only being shackled to the the road could ever I be free

    To the east to the east
    The road beneath my feet
    To the west to the west
    I haven't got there yet
    And to the north to the north
    Never to be caught
    To the south to the south
    My time is running out

    I've felt old before my time but now I keep the age away
    By burning up the miles and yeah by filling up my days
    And the nights a thousand nights I've played
    And a thousand more to go
    Before I take a breath and steal myself
    For the next one thousand shows

    To the east to the east
    The road beneath my feet
    To the west to the west
    I haven't got there yet
    And to the north to the north
    Never to be caught
    To the south to the south
    My time is running out

    Yes so saddle up your horses now and keep your powder dry
    Cause the truth is you won't be here long
    Yeah soon your going to die

    To the heart, to the heart there's no time for you to waste
    You wont find your precious answers now by staying in one place
    Yeah by giving up the chase

    To the east to the east
    The road beneath my feet
    To the west to the west
    I haven't got there yet
    And to the north to the north
    Never to be caught
    To the south to the south
    My time is running out
    To the south to the south
    My time is running out
    To the south to the south
    My time is running out

    I face the horizon everywhere I go
    I face the horizon the horizon is my home
    I face the horizon everywhere I go
    I face the horizon the horizon is my home Writer/s: FRANCIS EDWARD TURNER
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
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