Here alone again on the highway

All the rush, the hurry

All the sound and fury

Rattling my mind

So I’m headed out to the heartland

For the fields of plenty

Though the hills of my memory

And I’m rolling back in time

Oh, tear my heart to pieces

Wanna go back to the way it was

Oh, was it ever really perfect?

Or was is always just

Council Grove

I hit an old trail, now a main street

With familiar glances

Tales of last chances

And driving further on

I see a silhouette of the old place

Full of dreams and memories

A little small and empty

Now that I am grown and gone

Oh, tear my heart to pieces

I wanna go back to the way it was

Oh, was it ever really perfect

Or was is always just

Council Grove

On a hilltop there’s an old bell

Must have pierced the quiet

Days of roar and riot

I guess they toll in every time

So I’m leaving now, I’ve got work to do

Moving on, returning

Through the grass fires burning

Like a new day in the night

Oh, tear my heart to pieces

Wanna go back to the way it was

Oh, is it ever really perfect?

Or is it always just the same as it always was?

Council Grove