Possibly The Most Incredibly Beautiful Tiny House Living I’ve Ever Seen

There's a man around the corner He's been asking me for change And I could use some Think I could use some Sometimes all these things slow me down Like the concrete that's been sticking to the bottom of my shoes Sores worn and tired have started wearing through I can feel them heavier now There's a hole here in my pocket It reminds me of the ways I am hungry And always running for an open door But on the highway heavy hearted Humming just to hear a sound Loneliness, it lingers through unfamiliar towns All of them stunning And none of them home And I don't know if I live like this for peace of mind Can't say if I do it for the foolish pride Or maybe it's all just to prove that I'm alive I'm alive So I tell myself I'm brave I swear that I'm bold But I'm afraid it isn't something alone Just to run Sometimes it seems running is All I've ever done But is there something more to settle for That I've given up Does this fickle heart feel trapped in love?