Ashes scattered across the parkway,

Ozone burning up in the West,

I passed her mama's house, where the years were laid out in a long, line before me,

And where they're now all laid to rest.

Carry me back, Roebuck Parkway.

Carry me back to where you bend.

Carry me back to her mama's driveway,

Where we were squirming in the backseat

And everything made sense.

It ain't been that way since.

Carry me back.

She traded living for survival.

And she traded cough syrup for champagne.

And she set her pretty feet down on 20 East, and called it a trade up.

I just felt betrayed.

Carry me back, Roebuck Parkway.

Carry me back to where you bend.

Carry me back to her mama's driveway,

Where we were squirming in the backseat

And everything made sense.

It ain't been that way since.

Carry me back.