Walkabout

I break down under the weight of my shoulders Conflicted thoughts on a mind of peace and grief Every day I'm getting older and I realize We're about to cut of the roots And disconnect from our faithfull beliefs I carved this map on the palm of my hand I feel this rolling stone in my chest Trees won't grow in the shadows without a breeze I grab my back take a step out to plant a seed The wild is calling It knows me by name Grab my hand lift me up and i'll be there It's calling I feel it in my veins The need to break free Before it breaks me All these years I was told I could make it But I got lost in this maze since I decided to decide It's like a haze covering my brain And I know i will never find peace of mind And I've come to the conclusion That we all make the same mistakes from time to time Like not smiling at the sun when it's out again Not knowing that the world is so much more than my four walls The wild is calling It knows me by name Grab my hand lift me up and I'll be there It's calling I feel it in my veins The need to break free Before it breaks me Infected minds and heavy hearts We're slaves to our basic instincts So tell me what the fuck does it mean to be free? Freedom so abstract A concept for the beaten What does it mean to be free I carved this map on the palm of my hand I feel this rolling stone in my chest My falling anchor never reached down to the ocean floor Never reached down to the ocean floor Because the wild is calling The wild is calling It knows me by name Grab my hand lift me up and i'll be there It's calling I feel it in my veins The need to break free Before it breaks me I feel this rolling stone in my chest go Trees won't grow in the shadows without a breeze I take my back take a step out