Let's take the green road home tonight

Overgrown trees cut out the light

Back to our parents' home

Always in Ektachrome

First you turn left then you turn right

But when we arrived there was no roof and no front door

There were no windows on any floor

Back to the bricks and wood

Like the rest of the neighborhood

It was our parents' house no more

What was it that I hoped I'd see

A revelation or some sign of safety

Places can accumulate so much weight

The beech tree at the front was gone

I was a boy up there in that top room

Some days I couldn't wait to leave yet I still believe

Yet I still believe

And as we retraced our steps that night

The city approached and the sky grew bright

It's better to move on

Because the past is gone

There's nothing left behind

So let the green road wind

You won't straighten out its line

Imagine if we could

Shake off this stuff for good

It's only bricks and wood

Yeah imagine if we could

Shake off this stuff for good

It's only bricks and wood

It's only bricks and wood