Ticking

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

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

Philly by the mornin' and Ohio by the night

Thing about a long rope is you can't hold on too tight

And wooden floors and coffee cups

Stepped on and all used up

But I reckon that's what mornings 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 runnin' down the interstate

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

There's time tickin' 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 fightin', 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 cuttin' ties with things that bind my heart to this world

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

There's wheels runnin' down the interstate

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

There's time tickin' on the interstate

I'm fightin' fate

And Lord, I hate that I ain't close to you

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

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

Philly by the mornin' and Ohio by the night

Thing about high hopes is you can't hold on too tight