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