A Backyard

I miss you
But I don't have the time
Where I could make it right

I float on through
See, you're on solid ground
And I act like you're ghosting me

An older brother to you
An older brother to me
That's what it seemed like since, like, always

Now, you're a father for three
Feels like you're fathering me
In a weird, weird, weird, weird way

But I like it, and I might just stay
'Cause I miss these days
Your daughter, your neighbors
I wish they knew my name

Show me your garage
And tour me through the yard
Thеre's dirt on your guitar
You drop me at the bus stop
And sеnd me along

The way you build me up makes me feel so small
Would you rake a pile of leaves
So the both of us could break our falls?

And most of the time
It's like we slide right by each other
The solder splits, yeah, I moved too quick
Oh, you mail me a family picture
But I can't get the nerve to call

What I'm trying to say
I swear it happens every day
I start writing to you
But I can't get out of my own way

Does it matter to you?
Is there something that I can do?
It's all piled up on your plate
Man, your garden's looking great

And I like it, so I might just stay
'cause I miss these days
Your daughter, your neighbors
I wish they knew my name

Yeah, I like it, so I might just stay
'Cause I miss these days
Your daughter, your neighbors
I wish they knew my name