Itchy Feet

(album: Inside Story - 2009)

He woke up, didn't really know how he got there, wasn't too sure why neither
A believer of sorts, just not too sure what sort of belief to believe in
So when the sun goes down each evening he looks to the sky for a reason
Wonders what's behind the horizon, so he packs light and he's off and he's leaving
So he walks on looking for something, but just what it is, well, he wasn't too sure
So he walked all day then he walked all night then he walked all year then he walked some more, then he
Then he stopped, took a look around to see where he'd got to
Didn't recognise the spot, so he took it all in, got his things and he up and moved on

We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be

So he walked all over the land, over snow and desert sands
Through valleys and mountains, cities and towns, when he got to the ocean he swam
And when it was too far he learnt to fly, built a set of wings and he took to the sky
So he looked high and low, tryna find what it's like on the other side
And everywhere that he went he'd ask people questions, swapped stories and traded perspectives
Each moving in different directions, paths on the map just intersecting
And though the names and the faces changed some things remained the same
And some spoke with words that he couldn't understand, but some things you don't need words to say
And then one day he looks back and sees how far he's come
All the faces he's met on the way since he left from the place that he started from
All living off the food that they'd learnt to grow and the rules that they'd learnt to know
So he took everything that he'd learnt from them and he set off to look for home

We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be

Left, right, left, right, catch me on the next flight
Onward through the dead of night, searching for a fresh sky
Over land, over sea, the planet never goes to sleep
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
Say left, right, left, right, catch me on the next flight
Onward through the dead of night, searching for a fresh sky
Over land, over sea, the planet never goes to sleep
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
Say left, right, left, right, catch me on the next flight
We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Onward through the dead of night, searching for a fresh sky
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
Over land, over sea, the planet never goes to sleep
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be
Say left, right, left, right, catch me on the next flight
We roam all over the planet looking for answers
Onward through the dead of night, searching for a fresh sky
Cross over timezones, connect the dots on the atlas
Over land, over sea, the planet never goes to sleep
So as this world keeps turning around on its axis
On we march with itchy feet, there's always somewhere you could be

He woke up, still didn't know how he got there, still wasn't sure why either
A believer of sorts, believes in the faith that he found in the places he's been in
When the sun goes down each evening he's dreaming of somewhere scenic
Behind the horizon there's a whole world to see, he won't stop till he's seen it