"Ticking" lyrics

I'm cutting ties with things that bind my heart to this world
I love you and I'm willing but I cannot keep you, girl
Philly by the morning and Ohio by the night
The thing about a long rope is you can't hold on too tight

Wooden floors and coffee cups
Stepped on and all used up
But I reckon that's what morning are for
And everyone thinks they know me now
In these close-minded leave-me towns
But I'm too young to even know myself

There's wheels running down the interstate
Lord, I'll wait another day, 'cause I ain't close to you
There's time ticking on the interstate
And Lord, I hate that I ain't close to you

And all my friends have moved away
Some got jobs and some got saved
They talk to me like I am still that kid
The fighting, fiendin' Okie son
The restless, reckless, hopeful one
Who once was proud of everything he did

Do you remember twenty-five
Long legs and loving time?
Seems like ten lifetimes ago
I'm cutting ties with things that bind my heart to this world
I love you and I'm willing, but I really have to go

There's wheels running down the interstate
But, Lord, I'll wait another day, 'cause I ain't close to you
There's time ticking on the interstate
I'm fighting fate
And, Lord, I hate that I ain't close to you

I'm cutting ties with things that bind my heart to this world
I love you and I'm willing, but I cannot keep you, girl
Philly by the morning and Ohio by the night
The thing about high hopes is you can't hold on too tight