What Happens On The Road Always Comes Home

We all know why you are still hanging on to this

Either to run away from your family

Or to be something you can no longer be

I think maybe time has caught up with you

And it's time to get your priorities straight

And to take what you've learned and pass it down

And those old men, they lied to us

What happens on the road always comes home

And if it didn't, then there is no point

Other than narrowly avoiding divorce three or so times a year

With no life lived to show for it

Sometimes, I want to live again

Just like the kids I traveled with

Oh, so much more to do, so much more to see

But, I think maybe time has caught up with me

You see, when her eyes light up

It all seems so trivial to ever leave again

I will never leave again