Darkest of Places

Sleepy town

Where the river crawls around the bend

And the winters seem to never end

Didn't miss you much, barely kept in touch

They all knew

You were never going to make it far

You, your notebook and the blue guitar

And you proved them right

Broke and broken down

Couldn't spot a friend

Anywhere around

My mind chases me to the darkest of places

And slams the door in my face

It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there

Holy hell

Will you ever stop stumbling?

Now your whole world is crumbling

There's no way to hide what is happening

Waking up with no choice but to soldier on

And your mind is going, going, gone

And you're getting old

And she'll leave you know

Might be for the best

Need to let her go

My mind chases me to the darkest of places

And slams the door in my face

It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there

My mind chases me to the darkest of places

And slams the door in my face

It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there

My mind chases me to the darkest of places

And slams the door in my face

It's cruel, but to be fair, I don't always hate it there