Keeping quiet through the brake check
When the bulls leave I’m alone again
Got a crew change from a guy I knew in college
I’m making new plans
I’m catching out of Bethlehem
Chasing trains like I’m 19 again
Well I got my sights set on LA
I’ll swim in the ocean on my birthday
Wrapped in a sleeping bag and diesel fumes
And the sun through the Cascades
It tells me that I’m on my goddamn way
Took the North Line on an IM from Chicago
Cut through the winter wheat
Frozen breath hangs in the dawn out over Whitefish and I’m
I’m half asleep
I’ll swap out in Wenatchee
I’ll ride junk down for the rest of the week
Cause I got my sights set on LA
I’ll swim in the ocean on my birthday
Wrapped in a sleeping bag and diesel fumes
And the sun through the cascades
It tells me that I’m close
Bury me anywhere else
I couldn’t die in New Jersey
I had to prove to myself
That I could outrun the ghosts
That I could someday get well
I wasn’t always a coward
Bury me anywhere else
Bury me anywhere else