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I've always had itchy feet Never can sit still Or let the soles of my shoes fuse to the ground I keep my home around my neck Wear it in a golden heart shaped locket I misplaced my compass but never lost myself I crave the ground passing beneath my feet Beneath wheels and airplane shadows I measure my age in miles acquired I've seen the Milky Way from every angle And swam in every sea I keep going, going, going And I never stop to wonder what I'm running from
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
Itchy Feet
I've always had itchy feet Never can sit still Or let the soles of my shoes fuse to the ground I keep my home around my neck Wear it in a golden heart shaped locket I misplaced my compass but never lost myself I crave the ground passing beneath my feet Beneath wheels and airplane shadows I measure my age in miles acquired I've seen the Milky Way from every angle And swam in every sea I keep going, going, going And I never stop to wonder what I'm running from
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
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