Frank Turner - The road - acoustic lyrics

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Frank Turner - The road - acoustic lyrics

To the east, to the east, the road beneath my feet To the west, to the west but I haven't got there yet And to the north, to the north, never to be caught To the south, to the south, my time is running out Ever since my childhood I've been scared, I've been afraid Of being trapped by circumstance of staying in one place So I always keep a small bag full of clothes carefully stored Somewhere secret, somewhere safe and somewhere close to the door Well, I've traveled many countries, washed my feet in many seas I've drank with grifters in Vienna and with punks in old D.C And I've driven across deserts, driven by the irony That only being shackled to the road could ever I be free To the east, to the east, the road beneath my feet To the west, to the west but I haven't got there yet And to the north, to the north, never to be caught To the south, to the south, my time is running out I've felt old before my time but now I keep the age away By burning up the miles and, yeah, by filling up my days And the nights, a thousand nights I've played a thousand more to go Before I take a breath and steel myself for the next one thousand shows To the east, to the east, the road beneath my feet To the west, to the west but I haven't got there yet To the north, to the north, never to be caught To the south, to the south, my time is running out Yeah, so saddle up your horses now and keep your powder dry 'Cause the truth is you won't be here long, yeah, soon you're going to die To the heart, to the heart, there's no time for you to waste You won't find your precious answers now by staying in one place Yeah, by giving up the chase To the east, to the east, the road beneath my feet To the west, to the west but I haven't got there yet And to the north, to the north, I never will be caught To the south, to the south, my time is running out Yeah, to the south, to the south, my time is running out Yeah, to the south, to the south, my time is running out I face the horizon, everywhere I go I face the horizon, the horizon is my home I face the horizon, everywhere that I go I face the horizon, the horizon is my home

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