Washington

I didn't go to Washington, instead I swept the floor

The only things I've ever done you can't see anymore

I knew there would be magic but I turned at the last chance

These idle hands are staying scared of making any plans'Cause the fire needed tending and the windows are so wide

Sometimes I feel I'm in the world when I'm looking from inside

I will pack down the snow, make a path to the road

And I'll think of the long ride

I hope you don't need snow tires through the Pennsylvania nightI didn't go, I said no, I said no when you asked

The only things I'm feeling are the empty minutes pass

The sun came up and moved around it's down behind a cloud

I didn't go to Washington and you'll be almost there by now