I can still hear the sounds of hammers
Echoing through the woods
As I stand in someone’s driveway
Where our trees and tree forts stood
I can taste the yellow flowers
Bittersweet upon my tongue
On the Avenue of the Indians
One for all and all for one

On the shores of childhood mystery
We signed our names in blood
We pledged our voices to the wind
Our loyalty to the sun
And the days ran on forever
‘Til we heard her whistle blow
On the Avenue of the Indians
Buried deep inside our souls

Ready or not here I come
Olly all in free come on everyone

Come to the water
One for all, one by one
When will they call you
No one knows….ain’t this fun

Every curtain’s coming to a close
Every story has its end
I will never say goodbye to you
Just a fare thee well my friend
I won’t worry how to find you
‘Cause I know just where you’ll be
On the Avenue of the Indians
Where we’ll set our spirits free

Mason Dixon Line, anyone
I can hear him coming everybody run
Oh everybody run