Beer & Wiffleballs

They came around from out of town, just to look at you
To say goodbye, try not to cry
What else could they do?
What else could they do?
What else could they do?

We stood around in our yard throwing wiffleballs
Back and forth, playing catch
Nothing said at all
(As if George Segal-posed)
Nothing said at all
Nothing said at all

(Nothing said)
(George Segal-posed)
(Nothing said)
(George Segal-posed)

Holding cans of beer, lost in fear
Some stupid sacrament
The hissing of trees, you and me
This fucking accident

(I don't want to leave you alone)
(Do you need to be alone?)
(I don't want to leave you alone)

They came around from out of town, just to look at you
To say goodbye, try not to cry
What else could they do?
What else could they do?



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Field
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