Leaving Delaware

Too many lungs here

Breathing this air

There's too many demons in Delaware

Oh, river come in

Come wash this old town

But the river's run dry

And now so have I

Time keeps moving on

You keep holding on

I'm already gone

There's too many streetlights

I'd like to see the stars

I'd rather chase deserts

Than street cars

It all looks the same here

I'm tired of the crowds

And the mountains are calling me

Calling me out

Time keeps moving on

You keep holding on

I'm already gone

Too many lungs here

Breathing this air

So now I'm leaving Delaware