And Ketchum will be good to you if are strong and brave
Underneath her passion boils, never spoils surface tame
She caters to the melancholy every single day
The valley will become my home her hills will keep me safe
To walk and fish and write some songs to stay up late and drink
And babbles like a drunk old man unloading all his pain
But if you've never been in pain before then I guess, you wouldn't know
I'll give her songs about my soul when there's no soul left to take
I'm leaving in a while now for Ketchum's icy sting
I'm gonna roam the Ketchum streets to find a Ketchum girl
I'll lock myself in Ketchum's stare, I'll make her my whole world
And then I'll let her break my heart 'cos that's all that I do well
And I'll forget, I ever lived in any other place
And Hemingway he shot himself one July evening late
So beautiful and tragic and her heroes can't escape
I'll slowly let her kill me with her lonely wind and rain
And it may seem inevitable, I would love this fate
But me I couldn't bring myself to bloody Ketchum's name
And if I stay there long enough then I'll never feel a thing
