Dear Thomas Wolfe

These things they happened a long time ago

We're different people now and things have changed

But no you're wrong

If anything we're still the same

Thomas Wolfe was right when he said

You can't go home again.

It's off to Nebraska

It's off to Maine

It's off to Nebraska

It's off to Maine

We only had ten dollars to our name

It was not enough to get us home

What was I thinking trusting you?

My family was right all along

Dear devil on my shoulder

I've got news for you

I'm off to Nebraska

Off to Maine

I gave up smoking and Saint Paul for a name

I forgot my ticket out, and I was late for the plane

I used to like the quiet life, and the traffic light's refrain

Mr. Garrett Morgan, I'm always stop and go

I am off to Nebraska

I'm off to Maine

Crossing over Wenatchee and into outer space