Crossroads from Humongous Fungus by Humongous Fungus

I’ve driven all these frost heaved streets so many times
I’ve been to every mountain peak every hill I’ve climbed
I’ve seen all there is to see in this town
There ain’t a face that’s new to me all around

So am I home
Or just comfortable
Tell me where do I go
From these crossroads
I can run with the river
Or where the wind blows
Til’ the blisters start forming on the bottom of my toes

I feel like a roulette wheel I don’t know
If I’ll be here or somewhere else tomorrow
My ambitions where dead to me before now
It’s time for me to leave this place but just how

So am I home
Or just comfortable
Tell me where do I go
From these crossroads
I can run with the river
Or where the wind blows
Til’ the blisters start forming on the bottom of my toes

Am I home
Or just comfortable
Tell me where do I go
From these crossroads
I can run with the river
Or where the wind blows
Til’ the blisters start forming on the bottom of my toes

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