"Vagabond" lyrics

Greyhound, I hear you humming
Train whistle, Delta wings
Vagabond's what they call it
Maybe I need therapy

Dear Lord, where's a world
Where I'm nothing is where I wanna be
Dear Lord, you got my attention
"Forever home" is not home to me

Runaway, freedom's calling
Maybe the wind is a garden
Picket fence, why don't I want it?
Why don't I want it?
The byway is a Bible
Making me a disciple
And the bedroom window's a rival
To the mountains, to the oceans, where I roam
When I'm going, going, gone
The runaway is home

Box it up, domesticate it
Is that the way it's supposed to be?
Too many white walls closing around me
I'm a live edge dogwood tree

Runaway, freedom's calling
Maybe the wind is a garden
Picket fence, why don't I want it?
Why don't I want it? Why don't I want it?
The byway is a Bible
Making me a disciple
And the bedroom window's a rival
To the mountains, to the oceans, where I roam
When I'm going, going, gone

Runaway, you restless soul
Leave the silver, leave the gold
It was never mine to hold
My peace is a rolling stone
Well, I ain't right, I ain't wrong
But I want to sing an honest song
Love my family and Sunday dinner
But pack my bag to go

Runaway, freedom's calling
Maybe the wind is a garden
Picket fence, why don't I want it?
Why don't I want it? Why don't I want it?
The byway is a Bible
Making me a disciple
And the bedroom window's a rival
To the mountains, to the oceans, where I roam
When I'm going, going, gone
When I'm going, going, gone
The runaway is home