I was driving through Lemont, Illinois
Oh, the dense forest path
I was looking for a quiet place to rest my head amid the sound of the train
We like to live in our suburban little houses and start the fireworks in June
Oh there's no place to go other than the coffee and supermarket runs with our friends
We live southwest of the biggest city
Holding on to things we hope to never leave behind
Ghosts and this town well they often haunt me
Looking for a place where I could be myself again
In my backyard, looking at the evening stars
Hair falls in the grass
This is my home, but not for long
I was biking near the I & M Canal
Searching for a meaning
Searching for an answer
I don't know why we sit in our old lawn chairs and watch the same cars pass again
You want a peaceful place and not another field day change this is where you can be still
We live southwest of the biggest city
Holding on to things we hope to never leave behind
Ghosts and this town well they often haunt me
Looking for a place where I could be myself again
In my backyard, looking at the evening stars
Hair falls in the grass
This is my home, but not for long