Oregone

Bent you out of shape in bend
The concrete's looking safer
Than it ever has before
I wonder
You once embraced the colder side
Before you pulled your zipper
I guess anything is better than this
And everything seems wonderful
The rain, the trees, the chemicals
The wind a bouncing gently off my skin
And it would a miracle
An error in the clericals
To tell you of the agony I'm in
And how I've been feeling for so long
So instead I'm leaving, or a going, Oregone
Newport to Portland, c'reens a dream
A ripping at the little seam
That holds together my weak heart to you
And I wish we had seen Eugene
As more than just a flash on screen
It's deeper than it looks at first, it's true
And everything seems wonderful
Enough to send me vertical
With waves crashing, stripping off my skin
And it would take a miracle
Kings horses, and his men, and all
To tear apart the labyrinth I'm in
And save me from the me I've been so long
But instead I'm leaving, or a going, Oregone
When next I see the coast from crows nest
I'll be starbound beneath different captain
Lest I be traveling alone
Let me tell A story of a story of Astoria
And treasure buried deep within that air
And how a single spark can light a little flame inside a heart
Left dry from all the dead inside it there
And someday it'd be wonderful
The walk along the open road
The Joseph highway, the trees move in the wind
But it would take a miracle
To rid me of my barnacles
And rip me from the tide pool that I'm in
And send me to the place I've always longed
Picture me leaving, or a going, Oregone