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The Roam

from The Roam by Cassandra House

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Everyone I meet tells me they expect to be
Farther along in life by the time that they're me
But I've got an egg just ready to hatch
& I've never been concerned about the perfect match, no

Point me to colors that say my name
Point me to words that have no one to blame
Runnin through the mountains 'cause I ain't got no home
Just breathing in the air
& Keeping on The Roam

My hangover is kickin' my head
Like a drum or an anchor when it meets the ocean bed
& I've got a lot that I need to confess
But nothing seems clear enough to make sense of this mess

Walking like the undead through the city of theives
Collecting love like coins to eaern the right to breathe
I haven't put my finger on the pulse of this town
A circus of lost souls, the ups and downs
Of life as a whole; An anecdote
The world that we know, the world that we know

My hangover is kickin' my head
Like a drum or an anchor when it meets the ocean bed
& I've got a lot that I need to confess
But nothing seems clear enough to make sense of this mess

Runnin through the mountains there ain't no turning back
Just howling at the sky until the night turns black
Running through the mountains 'cause I ain't got no home
Just breathing in the air & keeping on the roam, the roam.

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from The Roam, track released June 1, 2018

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