I'm cutting ties with things that bind my heart to this world

I love you and I'm willing but I cannot keep you, girl

Philly by the morning and ohio by the night

The thing about a long rope is you can't hold on too tight.

Wooden floors and coffee cups

Stepped on and all used up

But I reckon that's what morning are for

And everyone thinks they know me now

In these close-minded leave-me towns

But I'm too young to even know myself.

There's wheels running down the interstate

Lord, I'll wait another day, 'cause I ain't close to you

There's time ticking on the interstate

And lord, I hate that I ain't close to you.

And all my friends have moved away

Some got jobs and some got saved

They talk to me like I am still that kid

The fighting, fiendin' okie son

The restless, reckless, hopeful one

Who once was proud of everything he did.

Do you remember twenty-five

Long legs and loving time?

Seems like ten lifetimes ago

I'm cutting ties with things that bind my heart to this world

I love you and I'm willing, but I really have to go.

There's wheels running down the interstate

But, lord, I'll wait another day, 'cause I ain't close to you

There's time ticking on the interstate

I'm fighting fate

And, lord, I hate that I ain't close to you.

I'm cutting ties with things that bind my heart to this world

I love you and I'm willing, but I cannot keep you, girl

Philly by the morning and ohio by the night

The thing about high hopes is you can't hold on too tight.