So I Go
In a middle seat, row 21 B
Flying somewhere over Boise
I got Springsteen in my ears, on my t-shirt
Like E Street armor protecting me
From a quiet dread that I left back in Brooklyn
So I go, oh oh, oh
Pull out some paper to start a letter
Write a first draft a second then another
I use a borrowed pen
Already lost mine and I'm not even sure what I'm saying to him
Take an envelope, seal it up with hope that he gets it
So I go, New York to Seattle
So I go, New York to Seattle
I'm down to pennies
I'm down to what I believe in my songs, in my stories
Just get 'em in the room, then I know what to do
I'll try my best to speak some truth
In a melody, where they can find what they need if they want to
So I go, New York to Seattle
So I go, New York to Seattle
When I land, I will use a stamp and I'll send these words away
He could get it, but he might not "get it"
Get the sentiment I wanted to relay
Just as well. Time will tell
When I land, I will use my hands
Play some chords underneath my dreams
Maybe I'll make it, learn how to be famous, or I'll go on in anonymity
Just as well. Time will tell
So I go, oh oh, oh
So I go, oh oh, oh
So I go, New York to Seattle
Flying somewhere over Boise
I got Springsteen in my ears, on my t-shirt
Like E Street armor protecting me
From a quiet dread that I left back in Brooklyn
So I go, oh oh, oh
Pull out some paper to start a letter
Write a first draft a second then another
I use a borrowed pen
Already lost mine and I'm not even sure what I'm saying to him
Take an envelope, seal it up with hope that he gets it
So I go, New York to Seattle
So I go, New York to Seattle
I'm down to pennies
I'm down to what I believe in my songs, in my stories
Just get 'em in the room, then I know what to do
I'll try my best to speak some truth
In a melody, where they can find what they need if they want to
So I go, New York to Seattle
So I go, New York to Seattle
When I land, I will use a stamp and I'll send these words away
He could get it, but he might not "get it"
Get the sentiment I wanted to relay
Just as well. Time will tell
When I land, I will use my hands
Play some chords underneath my dreams
Maybe I'll make it, learn how to be famous, or I'll go on in anonymity
Just as well. Time will tell
So I go, oh oh, oh
So I go, oh oh, oh
So I go, New York to Seattle
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