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I'm a rolling stone, no place to go
I packed my bags and hit the gravel road
Ain't got no plan, got room to grow
So I'm as free as the wind blows

Wild things always get somewhere so I'll follow the where they tread
Through fields of gold there are stories told of what may lay ahead
An uneasy destination it likes to change it's face
But I know it better than anyone and i know its worth the chase

Home where my tyres won't touch the ground
And I ain't religious but i feel like I've been found
And I'll keep staying sober 'cause does devils lettuce count
I got my mind made up and I'm heading to where I'm found, where I'm found

This road is bumpy, aint for the weak
I travel west, hoping for easy street
Feel a pulling toward the flames,
Maybe that's where I'll make my name

Home where my tyres won't touch the ground
And I ain't religious but i feel like I've been found
And I'll keep staying sober 'cause does devils lettuce count
I got my mind made up and I'm heading to where I'm found, where I'm found