Bruised Feet

You say you've got a wandering soul
'Cause you're always wondering
What it would be like to really up and leave home
You're tellin' me your heart's a mess
You've seen the bottom of too many bottles, but there's still an ache in your chest

Yeah, you romanticize the feast and famine
Paralyzed by fear of failing, yeah, I know
But I'm holding out my hand, come on and take it
Jump on in 'cause you can't fake this

Do you wanna hear the stories these bruised feet can tell
'Cause I've been chasing sunrises, throwin' change in wishing wells
And I'm running to and I'm running from
And, oh, lord knows that I ain't done
Running for the sake of running wild
So come with me, child

You've got this tendency to roam
You always running from the messes you're making
Mistakes you just can't let go
And you're 'fraid you're gonna fall apart
You feel it coming in the rail lines you're walking and cold winds that rattle in your heart

You'll either make it or it's gonna kill you
Break your back and pray it comes through, yeah, I know
But I'm holding out my hand
Come on and take it, jump on in 'cause you can't fake this

Do you wanna hear the stories these bruised feet can tell
'Cause I've been chasing sunrises, throwin' change in wishing wells
And I'm running to and I'm running from
And, oh, lord knows that I ain't done
Running for the sake of running wild
So come with me, child
Come with me, child
Come with me, child

That thing you're searching for
It's there inside you at your core
You can't deny it, breathe in slow
Now I'm holding out my hand
Come on and take it, don't let go 'cause you can't fake this

Do you wanna hear the stories these bruised feet can tell
'Cause I've been chasing sunrises, throwin' change in wishing wells
And I'm running to and I'm running from
And, oh, lord knows that I ain't done
Running for the sake of running wild
So come with me, child
Come with me, child
Come with me, child
Come with me, child