Tourist Trap - Bright Eyes

It’s not the road we used to know

They tore some buildings down

The traffic’s like a pack of dogs

There’s fewer trees, windows, fleas

There’s concrete on the lawn

There’s people here but you are gone

And I find still swimming through time

Afraid some days I’ve reached the shore

«Make yourself free»

A man said back to me

Now my heart is like an open door

And the road finally gave me back

But I don’t think I’ll unpack

Because I’m not sure if I live here any more

It’s not my weight that makes me faint

Or the sugar in my blood

But the way these strangers stand so close

They say my name like a guessing game

«Is that really you?»

No, I don’t think it ever was

In the spring

When the world’s turning green

I only think about the fall

The frets on the board

My progression of chords

Oh, how I want this to resolve

And the road finally gave me back

But I don’t think I’ll unpack

Because I’m not sure if I live here any more

Now the road finally gave me back

But I don’t think I’ll unpack

Because I’m not sure if I live here

No, I’m not sure if I live here

No, I’m not sure if I live here

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