Attica! Attica! Catch Me If You Can
So Peter’s moved on down to Asheville
No, Maui wasn’t quite his pace
I’ll see Hawaii yet, I swear someday I will but right now, North Carolina calls my name
Then I’ll meet Jamie in Kentucky and I’ll see Katy in DC
And I’ll find Michael out on the Reeperbahn as soon as I can find my way back ‘cross the sea
So catch me if you can
I’m runnin’ hard without a compass or a plan
So catch me if you can
I’m on the road
I hear that Brett’s still in Seattle
That boy and I can dance all night
And my Portland crew, yeah we know a thing or two ‘bout sippin’ Jerry, ridin’ bikes and shootin’ dice
I plan to find Brian in London but that is gonna have to wait
I’m still in Brooklyn, yeah I’m scrappin’ with old friends and then I’m headin’ north to see the kids Upstate
So catch me if you can
I’m runnin’ hard without a compass or a plan
So catch me if you can
With these old friends I’ve got I’m at a constant trot just to track them all across the globe
I’d love to stay the week but my restless feet are already towards the road
I miss my mom and dad in Jersey
I miss my gram’ in Tampa Bay
I miss Theresa Jean each time I leave her side
Even though it happens damn near every day
I’m headin’ back to Buenos Aires to meet my sister in the park
We’ll spend December in the smilin’ summer sun, eatin’ empanadas and playin’ some cards
So catch me if you can
I’m runnin’ hard without a compass or a plan
So catch me if you can
I’m on the bus my hat pulled down with a bottle in my bag
I’m on the boat against the rail with the wind against my back
I’m on the road the open road with my thumb outstretched from my hand
So catch me if you can
So catch me if you can
So catch me if you can
