Tourist Trap

It's not the road we used to know
They tore some buildings down
The traffic's like a pack of dogs
There's fewer trees, windows, fleas
Concrete on the lawn
There's people here, but you are gone

And I'm fine, still swimming through time
Afraid some days I've reached the shore

Make yourself free, a man said that to me
Now my heart is like an open door

And the road finally gave me back
But I don't think I'll unpack
'Cause I'm not sure if I live here anymore

It's not my weight that makes me faint
Or the sugar in my blood
But the way these strangers stand so close
They say my name, like a guessing game
"Is that really you?"
No, I don't think it ever was

In the spring
When the world's turning green
I only think about the fall
Or the frets on the board
A progression of chords
Oh how I want this to resolve

And the road finally gave me back
But I don't think I'll unpack
'Cause I'm not sure if I live here anymore

Now the road finally gave me back
But I don't think I'll unpack
'Cause I'm not sure If I live here
No, I'm not sure if I live here anymore
I'm not sure if I live here anymore