Leland from Leland by Sleep Donaji

Walking down Mt. Misery, bored and nowhere to be
A small-town Southern boy who hasn’t seen anything
Watches trains roll through
Flat pennies from yesterday
Calls the girl he kind of likes, but they run out of things to say

Forgot his key again
School will be over soon
Another Jolly Roger homemade firecracker afternoon
This place has nothing left
Still doesn’t care to leave
Wrapped up tightly in the comfort of familiarity

No plans and no dreams, just wants to be sixteen
Punk rock bands, and campfires, and California on TV
Ignorance is bliss
his friends are all content
They’re not leaving town, and he’s happily ambivalent

This will last forever (probably)
This will last forever (maybe that’s okay)

The wild West
The lights from the highway
Boots deep in snow
The hot springs and house shows
Two years in Mexico

Take me home, country roads
Is this the place I belong?
Take me home, country roads
I don’t know where I belong
Not Leland,
but I keep coming back
So, is this home?

• Alternative
• Rock
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• Arlington