Asking the Aspens

There were times in the middle when I held you between my thoughts
Like when you burned all your
paintings in the backyard couldn't be stopped
Or how your hammered up a ladder to
summit the roof and Dean held the nails
There were times in the middle when I loved you heavy and soft

We were way too stoned to stand
But we made it to the top
And you were holding 'both my hands
And tryna pull me up, mmm

'Cause I was ten then I was fifteen
Then I was yesterday afternoon
And I was hangin' from the feeling
That someday you would bloom

Just asking the aspens to grow a boy like you
I keep asking the aspens to grow a boy like you

There were times in the middle when I held you and it feel like snow
Yeah, you're the only kind of weather so weightless
I can't feel when I've let you go
And there you aren't in any of it
Hangin' sideways like a tree
In the hillside of last summer
In the hillside of a memory

We were way stoned to stand
But we made it to the top
And you holding both my hands
And tryna pull me up, mmm

'Cause I was ten then I was fifteen
Then I was yesterday afternoon (-noon)
And I was hangin' from the feeling (The feeling)
That someday you would bloom

Just asking the aspens to grow a boy like you
I keep asking the aspens to grow a boy like you