Fernwood

Just sitting on Fernwood street
Laid back just shootin' the breeze
Nowhere to be, no one to see, twenty to three just sitting on Fernwood street
Spend my days alone and cold
See the sky through the broken window
Before I get old, lo and behold, pack up and go
Spend my days on the open road

Gone past all I know

Two legs and an open slate
Three options to contemplate
Four different ways
Five darkened days
Six feet of rain
Two legs and an open slate
I fell in love on a run of hard luck
She took me home and she cleaned me up
She just kind of shrugged and said it ain't much, but she got me unstuck
I fell in love on a run of hard luck. And we'll be

Gone (take our chances)
Gone (leap and hold on)
Gone past all we know

Stand tall and deeply breathe
I remember who I used to be; small as a seed yearning to be as tall as a tree
Stand tall and deeply breathe

(Gone) Just sitting on Fernwood Street
(Gone) Laid back, just shooting the breeze
(Gone past all we know)
Nowhere to be, no one to see, twenty to three, just sitting on Fernwood Street

Gone (take our chances)
Gone (leap and hold on)
Gone past all we know
Gone past all we've come to know



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Shaver
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