Midway Road

Once all our history is safely in the background And we can finally stop to reflect All the innocence lost or troubles found Just retracing any of our old regret Well the uncut grass still grows a little taller All around, along, and inside The old abandoned car and house Of the late Reverend Burnside Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh We were all just a half a mile up on Midway Road Growing up to find ourselves And bound to learn the ropes Half a mile up Midway road Just half a mile up Midway road There's a thousand altogether good memories Though I tend to trip o'er the handful of sad Devil drug his claw across that tiny neighborhood But looking back it wasn't all so bad But the uncut grass still grows a little taller All around, along, and inside The old abandoned car and house Of the late Reverend Burnside Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh We were all just a half a mile up on Midway Road Growing up to find ourselves And bound to learn the ropes Half a mile up Midway road Just half a mile up Midway road We were all just a half a mile up on Midway Road We were all just a half a mile up on Midway Road Growing up to find ourselves And bound to learn the ropes Half a mile up Midway road Just half a mile up Midway road Just half a mile up Midway road Those childhoods all held on a street Barely wide enough for two cars to drive But may the Lord forgive all that did transgress And bless all those still alive Just half a mile up Midway road