Some envelopes, a calling card My spiral bound is falling apart All these letters and email addresses, some decent photographs An air mattress, the kitchen floor, Let me slide this note underneath your door I have to leave early the show was amazing Making dinner was wonderful Segments, fragments, house shows, basements Everywhere I go... eh eh eh everywhere I go Sometimes I feel really spread out Most times I feel home But I just miss my friends Every different town I'm in, I want to get an apartment and start six bands! Fly awesome kites Ride awesome bikes And just feel so at home I haven't had a house in so long I keep singing my hobo song Here today and gone today and Back tomorrow! Tired atlas Seasick Compass Everywhere I go... eh eh eh everywhere I go Sometimes I feel really stretched out Most times I feel home I just miss my friends But we will bend, yeah! We might break, a little We will grow! We will grow! 2x I woke up to the refinery lights It tricked me, I thought it was a sunrise I sat and I watched the dance and decay Across the Bay of Anacortes' industry Our freestyle raps and our canoe Our laughing and our touching through You guys are still asleep Hey Phil, I'm up, and I'm twenty-six Oh, and I love this going away Coming home to an unused mirror And a slightly different face Not to say anything major has changed But all these small discoveries Feeling bigger, smaller, humble We will bend Yeah we might break, a little We will grow! Yeah we will grow! 2x We might bend, we might break, we might bend, we might break... We'll bend and we'll break and we'll bend and we'll break... We will grow!