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