Ohio - Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness

On a razor’s edge

At the first sign of light

The car was packed

While the house was quiet

And my sister slept

As we started the drive

To California

Where it’s warmer

Gonna start a new life

Gonna miss Ohio but this time

We’re gonna get it right

Station wagon tires, flying

Katie’s counting crows through the

Tears in her blue eyes

State lines and capitals go rushing

By as, I’m trying to find

A station on the radio

Everything’s gonna be better on the west coast

And the days move fast

On northern plains

And I read the maps

The prairie grass moved

In the wind like waves

And we can’t look back

Some men you just can’t save

We had our reasons, for leaving

It’s better this way

I’m gonna miss Ohio but not

Gonna miss rain

Station wagon tires, flying

Katie’s counting crows through the

Tears in her blue eyes

State lines and capitals go rushing

By as, I’m trying to find

A station on the radio

Everything’s gonna be better on the west coast

Better than the mess that we left back home

In Ohio

Ohio

Goodbye blue house

Goodbye red door

Abandon worlds where we would drink all we can

There’s magnet’s pulling from the ocean floor

I can’t forget

The way you looked when we were leaving

Tires, flying

Katie’s counting crows through the

Tears in her blue eyes

State lines and capitals go rushing

By as, I’m trying to find

A station on the radio

Everything’s gonna be better on the west coast

Better than the mess that we left back home

In Ohio

Ohio

Ohio

Ohio

Ohio