Text: The Walkmen. New Country.

:
...
And I?m flying
I?m back on my own

Don?t worry about me
?
I threw all my old things away

I got your letter
And thanks for the offer
I really don?t need a thing
I open the door in front of me

The sun is now shining down on me
Leave me as soon as you can
?
Taking my head out of the sand

?
There?s plenty of places, you?ll see
Voices I never have heard
Look at the way it oughta be
?
?
Are you still listening to me?
Is in the light as far as I see

(Thanks to Jeremy for these lyrics)