Identify lotto Greasy Spoon (Without Yoooooou!)

I ran from my house that cannot contain me
From the man that I cannot keep
From my mother who haunts me, even though she's gone
From my daughter that never sleeps
I ran from the noise and the silence
From the traffic on the streets

I ran to the treetops, I ran to the sky
Out to the lake, into the rain that matted my hair
And soaked my shoes and skin
Hid my tears, hid my fears

I ran to the forest, I ran to the trees
I ran and I ran, I was looking for me

I ran past the churches and the crooked old mailbox
Past the apple orchards and the lady tha

Just a grain of sand on a thousand beaches
Just like dust in the wind
Try to understand why I go to pieces
Don't know where to begin
Got a smokin' hand, nobody knows plan
But I can feel it, it's gonna overload
It's a greed machine, it means everything
I'm gonna have to get it out of my head
Got a screaming hand, shadows are all my friends
Cause they conceal me when I overload
It's a greed machine, it means everything to me
I can't conceal it when it overloads
I still shine
Got a smokin' hand, no one can understand
But I can feel it's gonna overload