Leave your worries at the wood line
Someone told me be a man
Dontchu worry ima be fine
Careful with your words
This is holy ground
I can hear that little boy
He's laughing loud
Adolescents stole the show
Clothes in the black bag
I'm ready to go
There's a lot of love
There's a lot of fear
There's a lot of tears
On Belmont Avenue
First loves to funerals
Those hallowed walls
They saw it all
Too young for a broken soul
A choice so far from my control
So bury me in the place that I know
Under dead trees
Back in Ohio
There's a lot of love
There's a lot of fear
There's a lot of tears
On Belmont Avenue