Sand Down
I don't feel bad
Just a little broke
From the constant plight of the workload everyday
Losing all the good times and where I lost them
Here's the new ones
They almost look the same to me
Despite the trees that died
And I wish I could plant one on the south side of your mom's house
Or a sand down apartment
Where we brought home the wood and made a home
In a sand down apartment
We brought home this wood and made a home
And I don't feel bad, just a little lost
Cause it's been three weeks and my dad ain't seen the home
I cleaned up all my closets with a dishrag
I think he'd like that
Calls are made, talks are held
Most he understands
And like a parakeet I learn to speak with him in doubles
Every night
From a sand down apartment
Where we brought home the wood and made a home
In a sand down apartment
We brought home this wood and made a home
From a sand down apartment
I picked up this phone to help you speak
In a sand down apartment
I picked up this phone to help you weep
Yeah I picked up this phone to help you weep
Just a little broke
From the constant plight of the workload everyday
Losing all the good times and where I lost them
Here's the new ones
They almost look the same to me
Despite the trees that died
And I wish I could plant one on the south side of your mom's house
Or a sand down apartment
Where we brought home the wood and made a home
In a sand down apartment
We brought home this wood and made a home
And I don't feel bad, just a little lost
Cause it's been three weeks and my dad ain't seen the home
I cleaned up all my closets with a dishrag
I think he'd like that
Calls are made, talks are held
Most he understands
And like a parakeet I learn to speak with him in doubles
Every night
From a sand down apartment
Where we brought home the wood and made a home
In a sand down apartment
We brought home this wood and made a home
From a sand down apartment
I picked up this phone to help you speak
In a sand down apartment
I picked up this phone to help you weep
Yeah I picked up this phone to help you weep
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Writer(s): Thomas Vasey
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