Well I'm heading back to pack a bag
To head out on the road
To take away what I know is mine
I'm running down past the yellow house with ____
Into the breeze where no-one seems to care [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/frames/feeling_the_pull.html ]
I'm feeling the pull
Dragging me off again
I'm feeling so small against the sky tonight
These stories of an open line
And every time we work ourselves up into a rage
In a smash-n-grab we pulled the handle no-one cares
But everybody wants to be the one who's just climbing out
