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Watch the last hill of New York
Set on the horizon
All the trees that gave to the ground I was made on
Disappear in my rearview.
And I kiss it all goodbye
and I hold you all inside
as I set off toward my life.
I am not claiming I can fly.
But if I cut this rope and try
One day I could say that I
Dared to weather a life untethered
to the ground
to the ground.
The Main Street concrete
has soaked up all my stories.
As if pavement could wield a pen
it has written them on my mind.
You’re all ingrained in all the changes
I’ve sustained along the way;
in all the glory and the pain
that is now running through my veins.
I am not claiming I can fly.
But if I cut this rope and try
One day I could say that I
Dared to weather a life untethered
to the ground
to the ground.
Now I’m Southbound 81,
Left cheek to the sun.
I gave a rich goodbye to everyone
Set on the horizon
All the trees that gave to the ground I was made on
Disappear in my rearview.
And I kiss it all goodbye
and I hold you all inside
as I set off toward my life.
I am not claiming I can fly.
But if I cut this rope and try
One day I could say that I
Dared to weather a life untethered
to the ground
to the ground.
The Main Street concrete
has soaked up all my stories.
As if pavement could wield a pen
it has written them on my mind.
You’re all ingrained in all the changes
I’ve sustained along the way;
in all the glory and the pain
that is now running through my veins.
I am not claiming I can fly.
But if I cut this rope and try
One day I could say that I
Dared to weather a life untethered
to the ground
to the ground.
Now I’m Southbound 81,
Left cheek to the sun.
I gave a rich goodbye to everyone
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