Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness - Ohio (Lyric Video)

I’ve been known to talk about the songs I’ve written. Sometimes I’m asked to and other times I just feel like talking. If I’m being completely honest though, I don’t feel so desperately inclined to speak about “Ohio”. What I can say is that this past thanksgiving, after four years, two records and all the touring that went along with a full career reboot I finally settled down long enough to get some perspective. The thought was I would take some time off, do an acoustic run in the spring and figure out what comes next when i returned. What happened was something altogether different and really kind of beautiful. In the midst of living the closest thing to a normal home life I could imagine for myself, I began to write. Not for anything or anyone. There was no goal, no deadline, no story I was trying to tell. Just the hours in the day when Cecilia was off at school or everyone had gone to bed or whatever, that I felt like sitting in my little back house studio and making noises until they sounded like music. In the middle of it all this song appeared. I hadn’t intended to write it. It’s rare for me to dig so far into my memory, but in this case the call was not one that could go unanswered. Ohio is about my families pilgrimage from a small town in Ohio to the coast of California. I call it a pilgrimage because that’s how it felt. At least that’s how I remember it. I suppose it’s one thing to run away but it’s another be pulled down the road by what feels like the hand of fate. But there I go again, talking about a song. "Ohio" from 'Upside Down Flowers' - out everywhere now: https://fanlink.to/upsidedownflowers Upcoming tour dates - http://www.andrewmcmahon.com/tour/ FOLLOW ANDREW http://www.andrewmcmahon.com https://facebook.com/andrewmcmahonmusic http://twitter.com/andrewmcmahon http://instagram.com/amnthewilderness/ http://spoti.fi/1Ba1x8c Andrew McMahon proudly supports the Dear Jack Foundation http://www.dearjackfoundation.com/ LYRICS On a razor’s edge At the first sign of light The car was packed While the house was quiet And my sister slept As we started the drive To California Where it’s warmer, Gonna start a new life Gonna miss Ohio but this time We’re gonna get it right Station wagon tires, flying, Katie’s counting crows through the Tears in her blue eyes, State lines and capitals go rushing By as, I’m trying to find A station on the radio Everything’s gonna be better on the west coast. And the days move fast On northern plains And I read the maps, The prairie grass moved In the wind like waves. And we can’t look back Some men you just can’t save. We had our reasons, for leaving, It’s better this way. I’m gonna miss Ohio but not Gonna miss rain Station wagon tires, flying, Katie’s counting crows through the Tears in her blue eyes, State lines and capitals go rushing By as, I’m trying to find A station on the radio. Everything’s gonna be better on the west coast. Better than the mess that we left back home In Ohio. Ohio Goodbye blue house, Goodbye red door, Abandon worlds where we would drink all we can There’s magnet’s pulling from the ocean floor I can’t forget, The way you looked when we were leaving. Tires, flying, Katie’s counting crows through the Tears in her blue eyes, State lines and capitals go rushing By as, I’m trying to find A station on the radio Everything’s gonna be better on the west coast, Better than the mess that we left back home In Ohio Ohio Ohio Ohio Ohio