I’m doing fine despite my own best efforts
I always catch myself standing in my way
Reinvent this breath with ashes
And burn the part of me afraid to fail
A cloud of smoke to dissipate
No more closed doors on westbound trains
When I leave, I leave for good
Say goodbye to the rust belt paradise
I’m doing fine despite my own best efforts
I build a mountain on every sand dune I climb
Goodbyes at sunrise, before I run out of time
To grow a spark of hope into a wildfire
Watch it burn across the countryside
Time to go before I waste away
No more closed doors on westbound trains
When I leave, I leave for good
Say goodbye to the rust belt paradise
When I leave, I leave for good
Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Two decades and a half tell me to go and not look back
I feel my patience wearing thin when the cold comes creeping in
It’s not the place, it’s not the faces
Something inside me
A restlessness inside my head tells me it’s time to leave
It’s not this place, it’s something inside me
When I leave, I leave for good
Say goodbye to the rust belt paradise
When I leave, I leave for good
Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
When I leave, I leave for good
Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
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