My stubborn feet just can't rest I've wanderlust in my chest Saw me to a far flung field Where mud would cling and dry and peel Every direction lost at sea I used to think it was just me I'm tired of the stagnant stains Which trickle down the walls like chains And bubble under flower print sheets Unravelling around my feet Every connection worried free I used to think it was just me So nose ahead crack the champagne Riddle fake the painted landscapes Every direction fallen trees I used to think it was just me Used to think it was just me