Moving

First you hated 'cause you wanted it so bad
 Then you hated, 'cause it's all you know you'll ever have and
 Carries on like a dream that you can't stop dreaming
 Your stuff lies all around you
 Your stuff lies all around you
 Surounds you
 Like a song
 This is a song about moving
 This is the song i sing to you when you pack your car
 But you're not allowed to call me that
 Tell me that this place is shitty
 Not allowed
 Not allowed at all
 How can you live, in a place you won't let yourself live in
 Take a drive to the other side of town
 Look across your own hands, see how they move you
 The sun is going down
 The moon, the moon is coming up on you
 No matter where you are
 This is a song about moving
 And this is a song i sing to you when you pack your car
 If you're not allowed to call
 Then tell me that this place is shitty or, not allowed, not allowed at all
 You can move north in summer
 Be what you are, a goose
 Honk all the moon out the ocean
 You clothes can fit you loose
 You can move north in summer
 Be what you are, a goose
 Honk all the moon out the ocean
 You clothes can fit you loose