Ink on My Palm

Verse 1

Clock face is ticking

Frozen hands on a yellow wall

My mind is drifting

Miles beyond these hallways

Pre-Chorus

No more testing

No more sitting

No more staying in line

Chorus

Wild flowers on the highway

Running out the heavy door

Summer in the side street

We don't live here anymore

I feel it

I feel it

I feel it

Verse 2

Scribbled ink on my white palm

Packing up a cluttered desk

Faded blue ink

Walking away with a ghost of a grin

Pre-Chorus

No more testing

No more sitting

No more staying in line

Chorus

Wild flowers on the highway

Running out the heavy door

Summer in the side street

We don't live here anymore

I feel it

I feel it

I feel it

Bridge

Toss the backpack in the dirt

Watch it burn

Watch it settle

Watch it disappear

Chorus

Wild flowers on the highway

Running out the heavy door

Summer in the side street

We don't live here anymore

I feel it

I feel it

I feel it

Post-Chorus

Free at last

Free at last

Oh oh oh oh

La la la la