Bruised Feet

You say you've got a wandering soul
'Cause you're always wondering
What it would be like to really up and leave home
You're telling me your heart's a mess
You've seen the bottom of too many bottles
But there's still an ache in your chest

Yea you romanticize the feast and famine
Paralyzed by fear of failing, yea I know
But I'm holding out my hand, c'mon and take it
Jump on it 'cause you can't fake this

Do you want to hear the stories these bruised feet could tell
'Cause I've been chasing sunrises, throwing change in wishing wells
And I'm running to and I'm running from
And oh Lord knows that I ain't done
Running for the sake of running wild, so come with me child

You've got this tendency to roam
You're always running from the messes you're making
Mistakes you just can't let go
And you're afraid you're gonna fall apart
You feel it coming in the rail lines you're walking
And cold winds that rattle in your heart

You'll either make it or it's gonna kill you
Break your back and pray it comes through, yea I know
But I'm holding out my hand, c'mon and take it
Jump on it 'cause you can't fake this

Do you want to hear the stories these bruised feet could tell
'Cause I've been chasing sunrises, throwing change in wishing wells
And I'm running to and I'm running from
And oh Lord knows that I ain't done
Running for the sake of running wild, so come with me child
Come with me child
Come with me child

That thing you're searching for it's there inside you
At your core you can't deny it, breathe in slow
Now I'm holding out my hand, c'mon and take it
Don't let go 'cause you can't fake this

Do you want to hear the stories these bruised feet could tell
'Cause I've been chasing sunrises, throwing change in wishing wells
And I'm running to and I'm running from
And oh Lord knows that I ain't done
Running for the sake of running wild, so come with me child
Come with me child
Come with me child