Leavin' Here

Living in the city, no tree no sky
Oh my word ain't heard
No crickets in the a long while
The concrete island and the plastic style
Hey, there's another pair of
Over-loved and under-pitied hipsters
I believe that's Miss and Mister Shitty Disposition
I'd be wishing they believed in anything at all

Leavin' here to be gone away
Far away is too near
Yesterday ain't soon enough
Breathin' easy in the free clean breeze
Land sakes, the cloth that I am cut from

Young, dumb, hip middle-class
White people by the buttload
Yuppies piled in faster than the Towers imploded
Now it's all been polished up
And dolled up and sold
For the zombie fops to shop in
Who can't afford hello no more... no howdy-do
Their so faux cool, they rule

Up in the greatest town on earth
Where I found there's a dirth of anything
Vaguely resembling greatness, considering
Greatness is a mountain
Greatness is a sea, The Unstruck Sound, The One
Man, greatness can't be
Pounded out of the pavement
Greatness ain't made, it ain't even found
It finds you and shines through

Leavin' here to be gone away
Far away is too near
Yesterday ain't soon enough
Breathin' easy in the free clean breeze
Land sakes, the cloth that I am cut from

Ya'll can get on after it
I give you my blessing
I'm guessing that I can't be stressing
Over this hear mess no more
Gonna stoke my sould in the moonlight
Gonna practice what I preach
The sun and cactus gonna teach me
And I remember who I am

Leavin' here to be gone away
Far away is too near
Yesterday ain't soon enough
Breathin' easy in the free clean breeze
Land sakes, the cloth that I am cut from



Credits
Writer(s): Bret Mosley
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