Still Movin'

Ten years of in-between Ten years, i'm piecing it together Over-thinking and under-drunk I read in the backseat I'm still movin' I'm not where i wanna be But i'm open to possibilities I'm a decade plus a baker's dozen I'm water sloshing out a bucket Caught in cracks, i slip into dreaming See faces, make-believe All the people i've known The places i've been They rise to meet me When i'm asleep There's so much more to see So i walk and look at the people They drink coffee And talk about their babies They don't see me So i keep on till i can't feel my feet And if i ran to you Would you unlock and run, run, run Run to me?