I took a greyhound bus to Syracuse NY to meet Jenn
I took a greyhound bus to Syracuse NY to meet Jenna and I hope to be a 6 ft nothing
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Lyrics
[Intro – gentle acoustic guitar strum, faint harmonica hum]
(Instrumental Solo)
[Verse 1 – soft fingerpicked guitar, quiet shaker]
Greyhound wheels roll through the rusted towns
Coffee cup warm, but my hands still drown
In the thought of the face I ain't seen in years
Syracuse skyline, wiping away my fears
[Verse 2 – added bass line, subtle snare tap]
Ticket crumpled in my pocket, ink gone faint
Counting the miles till the station gate
I'm just a ghost in a coat that's too thin
Hoping she'll see me, even if I'm 6 ft nothing
[Pre-Chorus – rising harmonica melody, building guitar strums]
Every stop feels like a wasted breath
Every cloud hides a possible death
To the courage I lost when I left last time
Praying this trip ain't just a wasted rhyme
[Chorus – full acoustic band, warm harmonies]
Greyhound to Syracuse, chasing a name
6 ft nothing, but I'm burning with flame
Jenna's smile is the light at the end
Hoping this time, I won't have to pretend
[Interlude – harmonica solo, soft guitar backing]
(Instrumental Solo)
[Verse 3 – stripped back guitar, intimate vocals]
Snow flurries kiss the window, cold to the bone
I trace the cracks in the seat I've outgrown
I practiced the words till my throat went raw
Afraid she'll look at me and see nothing at all
[Pre-Chorus – layered harmonies, steady drum beat]
Every mile feels like a step too slow
Every minute feels like a year I don't know
If she'll still laugh at my terrible jokes
Or if I'll just be the ghost she finally woke
[Chorus – amplified band, soaring harmonies]
Greyhound to Syracuse, chasing a dream
6 ft nothing, but I'm still me
Jenna's hand is the anchor I need
Hoping this time, I'll finally succeed
[Bridge – quiet piano, whispered vocals]
I don't need to be tall, don't need to be grand
Just need to be the one she can understand
A broken soul with a heart that still beats
Hoping she'll let me back on her street
[Final Chorus – full band, maximum warmth and emotion]
Greyhound to Syracuse, home at last
6 ft nothing, but my future's cast
Jenna's hug is the cure for my pain
Finally found where I belong again
[Outro – fading guitar, final harmonica note]
Greyhound wheels slow to a stop
Finally found the love I forgot