(verse 1) I’m so tired of New England, I’m so tire

(verse 1) I’m so tired of New England, I’m so tire

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(verse 1) I’m so tired of New England, I’m so tired of the cold Where the sunsets fade before the stories ever get told I get numb in the winter, by the time the snow arrives Same old heartbreaks underneath these ever-grey skies Everyone’s saying “stay,” but I swear I need to go Chasing someplace where my heartbeat feels like it can grow Yet I’m singing to a room that’s silent every day Trying to find a reason why I can’t walk away (chorus) I’m tired of New England, I’m tired of the pain Where the real thing comes as rarely as the summer rain All these quiet heartbreaks in my blood and in my brain I keep saying that I’m leaving, but it don’t work that way I’m tired of New England, I’m tired of the pain Where the real thing comes as rarely as the summer rain All these quiet heartbreaks in my blood and in my brain I keep saying that I’m leaving, but it don’t work that way (verse 2) Still here watching winter steal the color from my dreams Leaves are gone before I even knew just what they mean Foxes cross the roads but nothing’s really moving on Just like me, I’m stuck here singing every faded song (chorus) I’m tired of New England, I’m tired of the pain Where the real thing comes as rarely as the summer rain All these quiet heartbreaks in my blood and in my brain I keep saying that I’m leaving, but it don’t work that way I’m tired of New England, I’m tired of the pain Where the real thing comes as rarely as the summer rain All these quiet heartbreaks in my blood and in my brain I keep saying that I’m leaving, but it don’t work that way (bridge) Can I find a place that doesn’t feel like yesterday? Can I let go of the ghosts that never go away? If I pack up all this longing, would it finally save me? Or would I just be lost somewhere I don’t wanna be? (outro) I’m tired of New England, I’m tired of the pain Where the real thing comes as rarely as the summer rain All these quiet heartbreaks in my blood and in my brain I keep saying that I’m leaving, but it don’t work that way