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it's dark out and there's still snow on the ground. right now i really just want to get out. i want to be able to give someone a call, get up, and leave. i want to leave all of the extra things behind with all i need in a bag on my shoulder.
i'll make my way to where i'm going. feet are so much simpler than wheels.
i'll not go to college; won't sell myself to commitment so early on.
i'll be far away barely getting by, and someone will be there with me.
i'll work all day in a job that's all right and when i get home we'll talk.
everything will be worn out and worn down.
as the walls creak and my feet ache, the conversation will be real.
all i want is untouched sincerity
i'll make my way to where i'm going. feet are so much simpler than wheels.
i'll not go to college; won't sell myself to commitment so early on.
i'll be far away barely getting by, and someone will be there with me.
i'll work all day in a job that's all right and when i get home we'll talk.
everything will be worn out and worn down.
as the walls creak and my feet ache, the conversation will be real.
all i want is untouched sincerity