This Town Just Feels Too Small

Coffee at the counter

Same three faces every day

Know exactly what they're going to ask

And what I'm going to say

The clock on the courthouse

Hasn't worked since '92

And neither has a promise

That I made myself and you

The memories hang heavy

On the clothesline of the soul

Try to keep warm

But I just keep feeling cold

I love this history, I love these streets

I love this town's once-soul

But there ain't enough horizon left to make me feel whole

When you dream too big for a single phone call home

And every empty highway just tells you that you gotta roam

This town just feels too small

Too small for me

Too small

I walk the riverbank

Where the water meets the shore

It flows out to the ocean

And I want that feeling more

I see the same old fields

Every time I look outside

And the world keeps spinning faster

Than I can hitch a ride

My heart beats at a rhythm

That this quiet place can't keep

Try to chase its comfort

For a healthy dose of fear

I love this history, I love these streets

I love this town's once-soul

But there ain't enough horizon left to make me feel whole

When you dream too big for a single phone call home

And every empty highway just tells you that you gotta roam

This town just feels too small

Too small for me

Too small

It's not about finding treasure

Or about finding fame

It's about whispering my name

Into a bigger, stronger wind

Maybe I'll fail out there

Maybe I'll crash and burn

But I'd rather take the tumble

Than never even turn

I love this history, I love these streets

I love this town's once-soul