Down the Road

Down the road

Down the road

I see fields of green

Colored blue by all the fairytales

I tell myself

Not to cry

Down the road

Down the road

I see fireflies alive at night

As all the stars come out

And dance about

In other worlds

Driving back down a road I thought I knew

With the questions the same as before

It's the same as it never was

The same as it never was

Down the road

Down the road

I might take a break

And have a picnic with a note I wrote

To myself

In the seventh grade

Why do stars just dance at night

How do trees survive on light

When do fireflies go to sleep

Are we shallow or too deep

Running fast nowhere to go

Pull me close or let me know

Tears of joy from a family

The world is strange but so are we

So are we

Driving back down a road I thought I knew

With the questions the same as before

It's the same as it never was

The same as it never was