Sell All My Things - Rosie Thomas

In a little while I’ll feel better

Gonna travel around the world

Gonna see it all

Gonna go to Paris, maybe Rome

But I’ll feel better miles away from home

Gotta figure some things out

So sell all my things, I’m not coming home

There’s nothing there to keep me there

Just heartache and panic and worries and things that’ll bring me down

My head feels much clearer being here

In a little while I’ll feel better

Gonna spill my heart to every stranger in every town

I’ll visit castles in Ireland, have some fellas play the

Violin and play a song for me

So sell all my things, I’m not coming home

There’s nothing there to keep me there

Just heartache and panic and worries and things that’ll bring me down

My head feels much clearer being here