Walking

I started walking away from my home I walk three and one half miles and I sat alone And the kid who pushed the cart, he asked if I was okay I fixed my to the floor and I said yeah I'm okay I started walking cause I'd had enough I was scared asa hell but I was acting tough When I saw you and Stan you asked if I was on drugs And I said that she's just so mean, and you gave that knowing shrug And sometimes you run in the stand cause there ain't no path I started walking after I punch the car I was finally free, but couldn't get that far When you brought me home they said God wanted me back And I'd never felt so alone, and I'd never felt so trapped And sometimes you're wading water, but there ain't no shore Yeah sometimes you run in the stand cause there ain't no path