By The Evening

Well as of right now, I am feeling
Like packing up my things, and leaving
By the evening
I will be long gone

Two coats of heavy paint, Won't hide
The rows of rotting wood, you know this city's dying
And by the evening
I will be long gone

And if you're looking for, some kind of freedom
You're taking every chance, but I see now
By the evening
I will be long gone

And by the evening
I will be long gone
And by the evening
I will be long gone

By the evening, by the evening
I will be long gone