Hazy recollection in a maze of misdirection
as I wander on and on, exhausted on the long haul
and I'm hangin from a strand, I tell you, I can barely stand up straight
situation keeps me waitin' and waitin' so I
pack my shit and leave, pack my shit and leave, pack my shit and leave, pack my shit and leave
I been gettin lost but I can always turn around
this life always seems to have new shortcuts to be found
you know I'll always be a drifter till the day I'm in the ground
but I never shoulda kissed her, I just missed the way I tied myself down..
the only thing I'm tied to now's a tore up pair a shoes,
with everything to gain cos they ain't nothin' left to lose
when everything you loved you left two thousand miles away
everything will be okay just
pack my shit and leave, pack my shit and leave, pack my shit and leave, pack my shit and leave
money comes and goes in life, it's workin' that I love
seein' people's smilin' faces light right up but I'm
driftin' with a red dusk sky above me
it's more than I need, but it's just enough to lift me up cuz
I have found less solace now in searchin' for some meanin',
than driftin' round from town to town to spend some time careenin'
And leavin' behind, and lettin' shit go
what's wrong and what's redeeming you know so I
pack my shit and leave, pack my shit and leave, pack my shit and leave, pack my shit and leave again
