The Road Frank Turner

[Chorus]
To the east, to the east, the road beneath my feet
To the west, to the west, well 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

[Verse 1]
Ever since my childhood I've been scared, I've been afraid
Of being trapped by circumstances, 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 drunk 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

[Chorus]
To the east, to the east, the road beneath my feet
To the west, to the west, well 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

[Verse 2]
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