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Wanderlust

In a dreamsicle rusty bus

The ancient is a trusty love

Don't throw it all away

Beside the road

A lonely girl sticks out her thumb and cardboard

Written in flower dust on a soulful morn

Destination happiness this is just a stop along the way

One more for the trip

Tripping in the pit

We really believe we'll find a way

Well don't you think you've got us boxed

We'll find a place to tear it up

Make it into an orange gold butterfly

And don't ask why

Cause that's our line

Just give us time

I'm sure we'll find

The way