"Natural To Be Gone" lyrics

You don't know me, where I live
My tracks may soon go everywhere
Because there ain't no other place for them to go
Where I dwell outside of now
For me that's really hard to say
Like sometimes I'm not really sure I even know

What's the difference being different
When it's difference now that looks alike?
They say I'm changing, I'm not sure that's wrong
It's just the center-line on this highway
Runs up my banjo neck
And I feel somehow that it's natural to be gone

What crazy patterns do we follow sitting knee to knee
Upon some riverbank somewhere at suppertime
The evening air is moving like molasses
Towards the sticky night
So easy as I press your hand in mine

What's the difference being different
When it's difference now that looks alike?
You same I'm changing I'm not sure that's wrong
Today it might be natural
Just sitting here discussing it
Tomorrow just as natural to be gone