A Long Way From Home

I hid out, for a while, to go anywhere that I felt and fled to the greenbelts and hid out, to find out that I climbed up the pylons, I could see for miles and I could see it hit home that I'm a long way from home

The bus routes are new, the goalposts have moved and they're not, they're not alone. I hid out, to find out that I climbed up the pylons, I could see for miles and I could see it hit home that I'm a long way from home