Say the west is a story we made up to erase
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Conestoga wagons left tracks you can see from space
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From the Northwest passage to the Great Divide
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Everybody's looking for the other side
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I'm still waiting for the whiskey to whisk me away
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And I'm still waiting for the ashra to lead me astray
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I twist the culdesacs into one way signs
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I ain't going round in circles on the other side
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So at night I sit and watch for stars to stay
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They wink and then they're gone down the Milky Way
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But when You're left in the middle of the Midwest sky
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Everywhere you look is the Other Side
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Other Side
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Josh Ritter |