Bart Davenport - Bar-Code Trees lyrics

Spirits in the basement speak to the soccer moms With an ancient good witch's code There's a general store hey don't bust the screen door What's your hurry for you're only ten years old City boy on a train ride through the country Where the rivers are as wide as his eyes Side by side the chapel with the forbidden apple And the weeping willow only sighs Paint the yellows and the reds of autumn Convey the stillness of bar-code trees Or that Bonnie and Clyde car rusting in the shade Where they swerved off the road so long ago There's a green blanket that rolls over the hills And valleys of this heart breaking land She left Metropolis to make a home here But one day she'll paint the desert sands City boy... Don't let it bug you that you're not behind the wheel New England hugs you like a real grandfather And you know you'll never stay here it's way too nice Try and find a place where you belong So all aboard the chew chew you know it behoves you They say love is on the loose broke out of the caboose All the way through New Haven with the yankee doodle dandies Commuters headed further than the Amtrak goes There are no tracks there I bet you can relax there Beneath the swaying palms with the boom boxes on, Mmm-huh Ooh La La...