North Side of the Road Songtext
von Timothy Monger

We live on the north side of the road
About a mile from town
On the coastline of a cornfield
And on every side there are more fields
Making an island of our home


And off to the west side is a mill
In a railroad town
Population 500 people
It′s hard to make time for other people
Out here on our own we do what we will

We hear the tornado sirens sometimes
We're on the flight path to Detroit

Out here on the north side of the road
In a quiet town
With only the wind lashing the cornfield
Animating the grass out on the airfield
Yawning out away from our home
On the north side of the road