Travel Light from Neighbors by 8 Foot River

If there’s a method you’ve learned, you’re forgetting
I’ve come far enough to misjudge a whole town
It’s much safer to guess than be certain
That’s just why they said “when there’s smoke, there’s fire”

You can feel the end, I wasn’t much smarter then
You can feel the end, it echoes through

If there’s an easier way I’m sure you’re withholding
It seems your heart is all you take with your handshake
Could I be the only one left here dwelling?
You knew all along you don’t give and don’t take

If there’s a sweet soul inside, however dimming
I can see your light it glows through your lampshade
You can sleep better when nothing’s stirring
So you travel light to play but you move on

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• original music
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