Leaving - Josh Ritter
Making my own city lights
Out of bourbon and the stars of a bar room fight
Face forward in the wind
If you don't know where it is
But you know where it's been
Then it's leaving leaving
Leaving but I don't know where
Leaving leaving leaving
But I don't know where
I tried to keep myself in line
I been bad but I seem to get back I every time
Now I come back and the place is all locked
Between the door knob and the doorbell
Somebody talked
Now it's leaving leaving
Leaving but I don't know where
Leaving leaving leaving
But I don't know where
Every time I turn around
Something else just floated away
There ain't a single thing
That I've found
With wings that decided to stay
Maybe it's the place on the wall
Or maybe it's the space
Where the phone didn't call
Or Maybe it's this thing in my chest
We'll know what it was by the hole that it left
Now it's leaving leaving
But I don't know where
Leaving leaving leaving
But I don't know where
