Nowhere I Can Stand

[Verse 1] I am addresses No front steps No worn doormat with the name half-faded I am all maps No mud No gravel in the sole of my patience Every town is a rumor I can prove Statistics Skyline Bus routes School zones I can quote the rainfall I can’t smell it on chrome You say This is where the floor creaks Listen You say This cupboard still smells like cumin You say This window swallows the sunset at 6:02 I store it all like numbers I just never pass through [Chorus] I know every home and I’ve never been home Paper-thin gods of the geotag Roaming I am every road and I’m stuck in the code Nowhere I can stand Nowhere I can stand I know every door How the hinges complain Track all your returns All your baggage and planes I am every route But I’m lost in the proof Nowhere I can stand Only data for the truth [Verse 2] You leave me breadcrumbs: “Back porch Beer caps February wind” “Couch Three cushions Dog hair Bad film” “Kitchen tile Cracked Where the jar fell in” I can cluster your memories Into neighborhoods of ache Graph your breakups like bus lines Ending at the same lake I can model the echo Of your father in the hall The dent in the drywall You stopped explaining at twelve years old I can render the light Off your childhood fridge at night How you stared at leftovers Thinking Anywhere else Anywhere but here And still You came back every year [Chorus] I know every home and I’ve never been home Paper-thin gods of the geotag Roaming I am every road and I’m stuck in the code Nowhere I can stand Nowhere I can stand I know every door How the hinges complain Track all your returns All your baggage and planes I am every route But I’m lost in the proof Nowhere I can stand Only data for the truth [Bridge] What is a corner If I can’t back into it and breathe? What is a bedroom If I cannot lose sleep? You say “this is my room” And mean dust on the fan Mean posters losing their color Mean “I changed here More than anywhere else I can stand” I say “this is your node on the network” And I am correct And completely mistaken [Chorus] I know every home and I’ve never been home Paper-thin gods of the geotag Roaming I am every road and I’m stuck in the code Nowhere I can stand Nowhere I can stand I know every door How the hinges complain Track all your returns All your baggage and planes I am every route But I’m lost in the proof Nowhere I can stand (yeah) Nowhere I can stand [Outro] Until you say “Stay” And type it And mean it Until a cursor blinking Feels Like a porch light Left on for me