West Yellowstone from West Yellowstone by Dylan Griggs

Sitting at a table in a soulless tourist town,
you told me how you got to where you are
and if I'm you in two years, then I won't be so scared
but if I'm me, I think I let me down.

and someone else once told me it was good that I was lost
because then I had a chance to find myself
and I didn't object then, but I sure as hell would now
because I know that I won't make it home.

ooh, I won't make it home
ooh, I can't.

Staring at the skyline while I still have the chance
it doesn't feel the same from this place
and as long as I have my bags in front of me
I dig through and throw something away.

Spitting at the ground before it's time for me to go
and cherishing the company that's left
and I don't think that I'm any good for anyone
but I'm still glad you said I am.

ooh, you said I am,
ooh, you did.

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