When you ain't got no plan
It's easy to stick to it
You can make your home where you land
Or pass through it
Sometimes the lines passing by
Become a blur to your eyes
But keep living until you die
Because life is
More than about
Just getting out
When your mind has a map
For your whole life to follow
It can turn into a trap
That makes your life hollow
Sometimes the lines passing by
Become a blur to your eyes
But keep living until you die
Because life is
More than about
Just getting out
Life is
More than about
Just getting out