Port City
My home
Is rooted in this town, but I'm movin' on
From all I've known
Pictures in that drawer, when I was young
Remember when I turned 13, I
Thought I knew everythin' about
Who I was gonna be or
Where I'd be right now
And I don't know where I'll land
Like I don't know where the tide takes the sand
Where I go, I might not understand
But I'm leavin' this port city with the hopes of findin' land
And if I don't sink now, I may never learn to swim
And I'm still findin' my own way around
Usin' maps to get across town
Sometimes, I feel lost in my own mind
I'm hopin' what I left for, I'll one day find
Writin' lyrics on the back of receipts
40 stupid 15-dollar drinks
And all my thoughts, they just can't compete
With this burned-out cover band
I don't know where I'll land
Like I don't know where the tide takes the sand
Where I'll go, might not understand
But I'm leavin' this port city with the hopes of findin' land
And if I don't sink now, I may never learn to swim
Ooh, it feels like I'm drownin', then water is over my head
The locals say this city ain't the same
As it used to be
But the new and the old, and the hills in the cold
Is all brand new to me
And followin' a dream can leave you feelin' so lonely
And I feel lonely
And I don't know where I'll land
And I never know where the tide takes the sand
And where I'll go, I might not understand
But I'm leavin' that port city with the hopes of findin' land
And if I don't sink now, I may never learn to swim
And if I don't sink now, I may never learn to swim
Is rooted in this town, but I'm movin' on
From all I've known
Pictures in that drawer, when I was young
Remember when I turned 13, I
Thought I knew everythin' about
Who I was gonna be or
Where I'd be right now
And I don't know where I'll land
Like I don't know where the tide takes the sand
Where I go, I might not understand
But I'm leavin' this port city with the hopes of findin' land
And if I don't sink now, I may never learn to swim
And I'm still findin' my own way around
Usin' maps to get across town
Sometimes, I feel lost in my own mind
I'm hopin' what I left for, I'll one day find
Writin' lyrics on the back of receipts
40 stupid 15-dollar drinks
And all my thoughts, they just can't compete
With this burned-out cover band
I don't know where I'll land
Like I don't know where the tide takes the sand
Where I'll go, might not understand
But I'm leavin' this port city with the hopes of findin' land
And if I don't sink now, I may never learn to swim
Ooh, it feels like I'm drownin', then water is over my head
The locals say this city ain't the same
As it used to be
But the new and the old, and the hills in the cold
Is all brand new to me
And followin' a dream can leave you feelin' so lonely
And I feel lonely
And I don't know where I'll land
And I never know where the tide takes the sand
And where I'll go, I might not understand
But I'm leavin' that port city with the hopes of findin' land
And if I don't sink now, I may never learn to swim
And if I don't sink now, I may never learn to swim
Credits
Writer(s): Josh Moore, Courtland Clement, Madeline Edwards
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