Lyrics
I got flowers in my pocket and a cradle for my own shoes
I have symbolic offerings (flowers) and protection (cradle) for my personal journey.
All these people got my back and they're all howling at the moon
My supporters have my back, expressing unity and primal connection (howling at the moon).
I've been running but there's no place like my home base
Despite running, there's a unique comfort and familiarity in my home base.
Baby, there's no place
Emphasizing the irreplaceable nature of one's home.
I've been running but there's no way like my own way
Running, but acknowledging that my own way is incomparable.
Baby, there's no way
Reiterating the uniqueness of one's chosen path.
So I roam my home blocks
Exploring and navigating familiar surroundings.
Living on the rooftops
Living in unconventional spaces, detached from societal norms.
Like a wild dog
Identifying with the untamed, primal nature of a wild dog.
And I know these old streets that are walking my feet
Having intimate knowledge of the streets through personal experiences.
like a wild dog
Continuing the metaphor of identifying with a wild dog.
I've been running with the ghosts of the edge
Engaging with past experiences and challenges, possibly haunting memories.
Treading the limits with the lost on the ledge
Navigating the boundaries of life, possibly taking risks.
And while you're sleeping safe and sound in your bed
Contrasting the safety of others with the adventurous, free-spirited life of the narrator.
I'm running free just like a wild dog
Expressing the freedom of running wild like a dog.
I got scars on my jacket and a hole where you used to be
Bearing emotional wounds and an empty space from a past connection.
This is where I learned to fight and where I learned to bleed
Highlighting the place of personal growth through challenges and pain.
I've been running but there's no place like my home base
Reiterating the unique comfort found in one's home base.
Baby, there's no place
Emphasizing the irreplaceable nature of one's home (repeated).
I've been running but there's no way like my own way
Running, but asserting the unparalleled nature of one's own way (repeated).
Baby, there's no way
Reiterating the uniqueness of one's chosen path (repeated).
So I roam my home blocks
Exploring and navigating familiar surroundings (repeated).
Living on the rooftops
Living in unconventional spaces, detached from societal norms (repeated).
Like a wild dog
Identifying with the untamed, primal nature of a wild dog (repeated).
And I know these old streets that are walking my feet
Having intimate knowledge of the streets through personal experiences (repeated).
like a wild dog
Continuing the metaphor of identifying with a wild dog (repeated).
I've been running with the ghosts of the edge
Engaging with past experiences and challenges, possibly haunting memories (repeated).
Treading the limits with the lost on the ledge
Navigating the boundaries of life, possibly taking risks (repeated).
And while you're sleeping safe and sound in your bed
Contrasting the safety of others with the adventurous, free-spirited life of the narrator (repeated).
I'm running free just like a wild dog
Expressing the freedom of running wild like a dog (repeated).
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