Noplace, Ohio
Album: Treehouse
By: treehouse
By: treehouse
Duration
3:02
Genres
Description
A song for my great grandmother, who passed away at 98 last year. She lived all her life in a small town in Ohio. Now, she has great grandchildren living all over the world.
Lyrics
At a fork in the road to Ohio And the trees like a bad hair day, oh my Oh, no. Is this the way to your home? And I think that we're just going nowhere Mills are closed, houses show that there's nobody home Is this the way to your heart? I never lost before I never missed the signs of life Leading me on I was never so glad to see nothing Now I'm sure that this Noplace, Ohio Is the last on the maps of the nation's must-see places The malls! The silent FM stations! Yeah, I still think that we're going nowhere But the turn in the road tells me, oh That I love this place. Your quiet place on Jonnycake I know, I know there's rain I know, I know there's rain I know, I know there's so much more
