You can always see the ceiling
With the city looking in your bedroom window
And looked upon as such
I memorized the plaster until 3:00
'Cause memorizing mud
Beats memorizing someone else's heartache
So if you've been out to the grassland
You'll know just what my city eyes have seen
My head is splitting
My heart is gasping
And now you're asking
I know you're leaving
Can't stop you dreaming
But why Nebraska
Well you'd think that I was dying
But new wounds seem to bleed the truest ink
And I'll tell you, after thirteen years of trying
It won't come out the way you think
Atlantic drenched in irony and sunlight
Where the trains stretch on forever
And no matter how far you run, it looks the same
My head is splitting
My heart is gasping
And now you're asking
I know you're leaving
Can't stop you dreaming
But why Nebraska
I'm working now all over Hell's half acre
And window seats may have the better view
My midnight hour musings notwithstanding
I wish that I could just stay here and look at you
My head is splitting
My heart is gasping
And now I'm asking
I know I'm leaving
So why do I keep on dreaming
Of damned Nebraska
You can always see the ceiling
With the city looking in your bedroom window
That luminescent gaze
I hope it never looks away
So I can see you one more time before I go