Let?s start this song with a stroll around   Late and cold we wander, smell of sale and cumber walks   The faster we go the quicker we?ll end   With lack of homegrowns in the gardens we tend      Tada to town light, fire   Forks in the road we?re not      A rush of spring makes diamond rings   Of grass blades some and everything   Beige backed jumpers scared from those crooked stares   Proved wrong on public roads named by our attic air      Tada to town light, fire   Forks in the road we?re not   Spoons more so we?re caught      Forks in the road we?re not   Spoons more so we?re caught   Forks in the road we?re not      This town is dead from too much living   Let?s make our ending from new beginnings   Let?s raise the barn from strongest of cedar   And leave it all to forces of nature      This town is dead from too much living   Let?s make our ending from new beginnings   Let?s raise the barn from strongest of cedar   And leave it all to forces of nature      This town is dead from too much living   Let?s make our ending from new beginnings   This town is dead from too much living   Let?s make our ending from new beginnings   Let?s raise the barn from strongest of cedar   And leave it all to forces of nature