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