Leaving

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 --- Leaving - Josh Ritter