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