Where You're Coming From

I hear that shoe strings tend to break
But they tie together great
I feel I know

Notebooks filled with lines
And a clock's filled with good times
I think i know

I never have enough
And you always have too much
I might just know
Quarters for the wash
All the other coins are tossed

I said I know

I'm on my feet today
And I'll walk into the grave

I drew this map by hand
I'm on my feet today
And I'll walk into the grave

I said

We tore the walls out
In this old bedroom of your house
To make room for dreams

But today is here to stay

I said I know

I'm on my feet today
And I'll walk into the grave
I drew this map by hand
I'm on my feet today
And I'll walk into the grave

I said I know