- Votes:
- Composers:
- Turner
- Francis Edward
 
- Genres:
- Acoustic
- Indie
 
- Tags:
- roadtrip music
- shout along
- singer songwriter
 
- See also:
Frank Turner - The Road lyrics
To the east to the east
 The road beneath my feet
 To the west to the west
 I haven't got there yet
 And to the north to the north
 Never to be caught
 To the south to the south
 My time is running out
 Ever since my childhood I've been scared I've been afraid
 Of being trapped by circumstance and staying in one place
 So I always keep a small bag full of clothes carefully stored
 Somewhere secret somewhere safe
 And somewhere close to the door
 Well I've traveled many countries I've washed my feet in many seas
 I've drunk with drifters in Vienna and with punks in old dc
 And I've driven across deserts driven by the irony
 That only being shackled to the the road could ever I be free
 Chorus
 To the east to the east
 The road beneath my feet
 To the west to the west
 I haven't got there yet
 And to the north to the north
 Never to be caught
 To the south to the south
 My time is running out
 I've felt old before my time but now I keep the age away
 By burning up the miles and yeah by filling up my days
 And the nights a thousand nights I've played
 And a thousand more to go
 Before I take a breath and steal myself
 For the next one thousand showsFrank Turner - The Road - http://motolyrics.com/frank-turner/the-road-lyrics.html
 Chorus
 To the east to the east
 The road beneath my feet
 To the west to the west
 I haven't got there yet
 And to the north to the north
 Never to be caught
 To the south to the south
 My time is running out
 Yes so saddle up your horses now and keep your powder dry
 Cause the truth is you won't be here long
 Yeah soon your going to die
 To the heart, to the heart there's no time for you to waste
 You wont find your precious answers now by staying in one place
 Yeah by giving up the chase
 Chorus
 To the east to the east
 The road beneath my feet
 To the west to the west
 I haven't got there yet
 And to the north to the north
 Never to be caught
 To the south to the south
 My time is running out anekatips.com
 To the south to the south
 My time is running out
 To the south to the south
 My time is running out
 I face the horizon everywhere I go
 I face the horizon the horizon is my home
 I face the horizon everywhere I go
 I face the horizon the horizon is my home













