Ketchum - Ben Lee

Today I got my call from ketchum idaho

From hemingway and railways and whiskey wine and snow

But if youve never been in pain before then I guess you wouldnt know

Im leaving in a while now for ketchums icy sting

To walk and fish and write some songs, to stay up late and drink

And if I stay there long enough then Ill never feel a thing

And ketchum will be good to you if are strong and brave

She caters to the melancholy every single day

And babbles like a drunk old man unloading all his pain

Ill lock myself in ketchums stare Ill make her my whole world

Im gonna roam the ketchum streets to find a ketchum girl

And then Ill let her break my heart cos thats all that I do well

The valley will become my home her hills will keep me safe

Ill give her songs about my soul when theres no soul left to take

And Ill forget I ever lived in any other place

And it may seem inevitable I would love this fate

So beautiful and tragic and her heroes cant escape

And hemingway he shot himself one july evening late

But me I couldnt bring myself to bloody ketchums name

Underneath her passion boils, never spoils surface tame

Ill slowly let her kill me with her lonely wind and rain

Her lonely tears and pain