Silence stole this house long ago
Little sister you can never leave
Is that you ribbons rolling with the leaves
Carried high on a southern breeze
I'm standing up and I'm holding 'fraid
Carrying the blame
And mother she don't talk to me
And dad always works so far away
But we're all together hanging on the wall
Full of life in a crooked frame
It's hard to call this place really a home
It's just somewhere that I've got to get away
Chorus 2X (tempo shifts into 2nd gear during chorus)
And I'm gonna roll, gonna gear up again
I'm gonna roll down the windows, drive hard
and let those years blow back in
I'm gonna lock these doors for the last time
Let the water drip down the kitchen drain
I'm gonna drive away and throw out the keys
Heading east through the drizzling rain
Chorus