In the Weeds (Backyard Demo)
I caught you bargaining for more time
But the blankets tossed across the floor
Speak volumes to the imminent
Ribbon cutting at the door
In this winter's humble slumber
Deep in my home I would reside
I'd retreat into my memories
But now there's work to do outside
So I'll be ready when springtime splashes
And clearly cleaves
From the bitter winter's
Stark decree to ruminate in reverie
Oh I'll gladly trade these
Lofty views for simple seeds
And stop getting lost in thought
Start getting lost in the weeds
I could lift my head in wonder
Stretch out those parts hardly used
Work the will to think of
Courageous acts that at one time I feared I'd lose
But there's a nail that needs a hammer
A rusty gate needs some repair
And a garden needs someone
To know what should and shouldn't be there
So mark my words
I may think of a thing or two in the sunshine
I may choose my will till I will my why
But when the saws buzz and hammers fly
Oh I'll gladly trade these
Lofty views for simple seeds
And stop getting lost in thought
Start getting lost in the weeds
And when the page has turned to July
When I find myself among
The sturdy lilies in the summer sun
When the spring has fully sprung
Oh, I'll stand amid
The crickets' croon and the katydids
And the fireflies, though sort of brusque
Still let us catch them in the early dusk
So I'll gladly trade these
Lofty views for simple seeds
And stop getting lost in thought
Start getting lost in the weeds
But the blankets tossed across the floor
Speak volumes to the imminent
Ribbon cutting at the door
In this winter's humble slumber
Deep in my home I would reside
I'd retreat into my memories
But now there's work to do outside
So I'll be ready when springtime splashes
And clearly cleaves
From the bitter winter's
Stark decree to ruminate in reverie
Oh I'll gladly trade these
Lofty views for simple seeds
And stop getting lost in thought
Start getting lost in the weeds
I could lift my head in wonder
Stretch out those parts hardly used
Work the will to think of
Courageous acts that at one time I feared I'd lose
But there's a nail that needs a hammer
A rusty gate needs some repair
And a garden needs someone
To know what should and shouldn't be there
So mark my words
I may think of a thing or two in the sunshine
I may choose my will till I will my why
But when the saws buzz and hammers fly
Oh I'll gladly trade these
Lofty views for simple seeds
And stop getting lost in thought
Start getting lost in the weeds
And when the page has turned to July
When I find myself among
The sturdy lilies in the summer sun
When the spring has fully sprung
Oh, I'll stand amid
The crickets' croon and the katydids
And the fireflies, though sort of brusque
Still let us catch them in the early dusk
So I'll gladly trade these
Lofty views for simple seeds
And stop getting lost in thought
Start getting lost in the weeds
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