Flies are dying

Friends are dropping

The town around me

Is starting to decay

Future's fading

It's depreciating

I need an out

Before I go insane

Then one morning

I pick up the phone

They say I'm going to stay

In Chicago for some days

They will tease me

With thoughts of diversity

Forever be changed

It's time to move away


300 miles

I'm never looking back


Reinventing

Optimizing

My personal world view

As taught by Greater LA

But as time ticks

So increases the feedback loop

Which rings out loud

To help signal it's time to break

Pack my things up

Say my goodbyes

Write the conclusion

To the book of Ventura

Change my name

To the middle

Drive away

In the rear view, Barbara


300 miles

I'm never looking back


(Please don't give up on me now)


300 miles

I'm never looking back