i ve come to terms that i m not concerned with planting my feet and moving onward i m growing older but i can t get over the need of colder skin when i know that home is warmer it s just i ve got this problem where i want to be everywhere i m not but i m thankful for what i ve got a room in a house where my bed may stay but the feel of another s sheets help keep my demons away it s become clear that what keeps me here is that sense of failure and other nightmares i ve become jaded and i can t escape it the thought of settling when i know it s what i hated it s just i have this problem where i want to be everywhere i m not it s just i know myself and i will sacrifice everything i ve got and i can t afford to eat as much as i would like to be and my bills won t pay themselves so i ll come up with another scheme this place looks better from a passenger window or stared at from up above when you re chasing brightness you ll lose concern for the damage done it s not my fault i ll try to call no ties no roots i m fine no ties no roots i m fine no ties no roots i m fine