Trees keep going for days in this old space
We'll make a run in
Swim right back to the shore you're going for more
Still trying to bliss out, yeah
Same damn thing in this old town
Men with roots right to the ground
If I go down that shaft one more time
And you said
What about West Virginia?
What about your living room?
Worried that I'll be dying
If I don't start with something new
If we don't start this living soon
We go back into town, sky grey with the sound
Of steps gone stunted
Fry cry took me aside there's nothing I tried
Don't seem to help it, no
Same damn thing in this old time
Ghosts that follow you around
If I go down that shaft one more time
And you said
What about West Virginia?
What about your living room?
Worried that I'll be dying
If I don't start with something new
If we don't start this living soon
What about West Virginia? (echos)