Can you look back to your earliest moments? I look back on mine with lament I try to embrace the images I can't erase Cause they always lead me back to this place It's daunting like the first time you witnessed adult morbid curiosity With denial and doubt, you block it out Infantile amnesia Pennsylvania is a black hole That I carry with me wherever I go It's etched it's scars, deep into my skin Small towns have so many dark secrets And the silence is hautning It covers up the crimes that they commit It always leads me back to this place Pennsylvania is a black hole A burden that's with me wherever I go It's fifteen years and I still feel it There ain't no cure for the Chester County blues Been fifteen years that I could feel it Can I ever move on from you? This is a pleading for a home to return too A return only on canvas and on string And on the streets beneath the world And only in dreams It's fifteen years and I still feel it There ain't no cure for the Chester County blues Been fifteen years that I could feel it Can I ever return to you?