I'll bet you never thought
That the kid walking the sidewalk Was really running 'way from home Never thought it, even if it were true Bet you never thought He wasn't taking a walk Never thought he'd be you Cold fingers can't write Doesn't know if he's running towards Or away from the night Been in a directionless roam Now, for a long while Today he's on his 50th mile Has to walk through dirt and puddles Cos the sidewalk builders don't walk As the radio show hosts don't talk And in his speech he fumbles Is there really nothing in the mumbles Past the rage, the cursing and the grumbles Born as the world twists and it tumbles Doesn't know where he's goin If each step is towards or away from home Like a wolf to the moon he moans Walking past the pizza parlor drones Don't understand for they summarize Instead of looking through his summer eyes Approaching people with a plastic smile Says goodbye to his 50th mile Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard
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September 2016
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