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Helena
I made my escape to Spokane
With a handful of heart and a whole lot of of loose change
A wallet of photographs compiled into a Rolodex of pain
Lord, knows my stubborn ways
I swore once to never go against the grain
To say what I must and what I mean and not feel ashamed
But, when I said I'd never leave, I never mentioned I couldn't stay
Lord, knows my stubborn ways
Forgive me Helena
For I have seen prosperity out West
The glint of gold
Of land so blessed
Beneath a gray sky blanket
Forgive me Helena
For what I've taken and not left
From this cold booth, I can see the railway
Through the steam of my coffee and scramble eggs
I can't fight wishing I'd stayed
Lord, knows my stubborn ways
Now, I always imagined it a different way
The things I'd leave would quickly fade
And, make way for greater lessons gained
But, Lord, knows my stubborn ways
And, now so do I
Forgive me Helena
For I have been a selfish mess
No hint of good
To stand and attest to
Beneath this gray sky blanket
Forgive me Helena
For I've forgotten why I ever left
