I will return there
I will return there
To a dead and rural town
To a dead and rural town

I got friends there
I have some friends there
Wheels just spinning in the ground
Wheels just spinning in the ground

There is life there
There's some life there
It ruminates with history
There's friends all around

Hundred hearts there
One hundred hearts there
Beating locked, repeating sound
Beating locked repeating sound

There's emotion in the eye
Then a color in that is white
There's no money to be found
In a locked, repeating sound

Living in a city is drop and roll
Living in a city is drop and roll
Living in a city is drop and roll
Living in a city is drop and roll
Living in a city is drop and roll
Living in a city is drop and roll
Living in a city is drop and roll
Living in a city is drop and roll