Into It. Over It. - Rearrange My Life

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Since you left, there’s more room on my bed\nFor me to throw my old things on and off\nAnd you don’t mind (why would you mind?) that I’ve taken up your spot\nWith photos (and postage and clothing and garbage) and filled up every box\nAfter box after box and threw them all out with bags of old bills that I’ve\nshredded\nSo no one can rearrange my life\nThey can just have it on my lawn before all hell breaks loose\nMaking space for three guys and some gear\nFor one month, which might feel like a full year\nAnd I don’t mind (why would I mind?) that I’ve put in my two weeks\nFrom a desk (and a chair and a computer to stare at) when I’ve got my whole\nlife to plan\nAround something lifeless like a full time job\nI won’t be pushing paper when there’s miles to inspire me to rearrange my life\nI can just have it on the road before all hell breaks loose\nOn the road before all hell breaks loose\nOn the road before all hell breaks loose\nOn the road before all hell breaks loose\nOn the road before all hell breaks loose