A Touch of Hell

The town I grew up in is always under construction.

And I guess I'm like that too.

I try to drive slow in this place I used to call home,

When I'm just passing through.

I know it ain't much, it's hard to tell.

It's a little bit of heaven and a touch of hell.

I know it ain't much, I just wanna see,

what changed with this damn place and what changed with me.

The town I grew up in, I need a new introduction.

Everything around here is so new.

I drove through the snow, nostalgic days and the friends I still know.

I'm only here for a few.

I know it ain't much, it's hard to tell.

It's a little bit of heaven and a touch of hell.

I know it ain't much, I just wanna see,

what changed with this damn place

and what changed with me.

So I hop on my mom's bike,

Head to the park into town on the other side, on the other side.

Under the streetlights and under the power lines.

Zapping overhead, sun on my skin.

Can't believe everything I did since the last time I was here.

I took a train ride out to Elgin. Yeah, I took a train ride out to Elgin.

I know it ain't much, it's hard to tell.

It's a little bit of heaven and a touch of hell.

I know it ain't much, I just wanna see,

what changed with this damn place

and what changed with me.

I know it ain't much, it's hard to tell.

It's a little bit of heaven and a touch of hell.

I know it ain't much, I just wanna see,

what changed with this damn place

and what changed with me.