Can't Go Home Again
The road I'm on Dad calls the redneck autobahn
It's basically abandoned the hour before dawn
It's just me and my ghosts and the callers on coast to coast
Tonight I won't believe nothing unless it's an elaborate hoax
I've spent all night ruining tomorrow
And in this tenuous darkness I lose cell reception
The closer I get to my home town exit
I get nostalgic for what used to make me panic
The predictable dread and I've started to cherish
But is there no place like home if you're born into the Twilight Zone?
You can't go home again!
Can't go home again!
There's still the billboards for discount cigarettes
Gun shows that are all ages
Did they always clean the graffiti off of those monuments?
So I park my car on Robert E. Lee Boulevard
I chitter in the dark maybe I'm one who's changing
But the old familiar way now feels pretty f**king strange
You can't go home again!
You can't go home again!
Can't go home again!
Can't go home again!
