Itchy Feet
Quelle: Spotify
He woke up, didn't really know how he got there
Wasn't too sure why neither
A believer of sorts
Just not too sure what sort of belief to believe in
So when the sun goes down each evening he looks to the sky for a reason
Wonders what's behind the horizon so he packs light and he's off and he's leaving
So he walks on looking for something
But just what it is, well he wasn't too sure
So he walked all day, then he walked all night
Then he walked all year, then he walked some more
Then he (?) then he stopped
Took a look around to just see where he'd got to
Didn't recognise the spot so he took it all in
Got his things, and he up and moved on
We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
So he walked all over the land
Over snow and desert sands
Through valleys and mountains, cities and towns
When he got to the ocean he swam
When it was too far, he learnt to fly
Built a set of wings and he took to the sky
So he looked high and low tryn'a find what it's like on the other side
And everywhere that he went he'd ask people questions
Swapped stories and traded perspectives
Each moving in different directions
Paths on the map just intersecting
And though the names and the faces changed some things remained the same
And some spoke with words he couldn't understand
But some things you don't need words to say
And then one day, he looks back and sees how far he's come
All the faces he's met on the way since he left from the place that he started from
All living off the food that they learnt how to grow and the rules that they learnt to know
So he took everything that he'd learnt from them and he set off to look for home
We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
Left, right, left, right
Catch me on the next flight
Onward through the dead of night
Searching for a fresh sky
Over land, over sea
Planet never goes to sleep
On we march with itchy feet
There's always somewhere you could be, say
We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
He woke up, still didn't know how he got there
Still wasn't sure why either
A believer of sorts
Believes in the faith that he found in the places he's been in
When the sun goes down each evening He's dreaming of somewhere scenic
Behind the horizon there's a whole world to see
He won't stop till he's seen it
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