backyard - bambara lyrics
[verse 1]
we’re at some late night art gallery
a 50’s living room is nailed to the ceiling
you look pretty and sweet with red wine on your t–th
but i can’t shake this feeling
like i’m capsized and kicking
[verse 2]
we’re the last ones here and people start to clean
nagging tired and slow like blood drunk little sand fleas
and i shake you awake and say where to next
cause with the morning you leave
you say: “i think red tide might still be open.”
and i say: “when you’re gone how you planning on coping?”
[chorus]
i will pretend that you’re dead
and i’ll take what you left in my head
to the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[verse 3: lyzi wakefield]
a bell’s ringing somewhere near the beach
it’s bright and shrill and it’s louder than it should be
i wonder if you’ll hear it tomorrow night
when everyone is sleeping
i rest my head on your shoulder
“what’re you gonna do when i get back home and she wants you to hold her?”
[chorus]
i will pretend that you’re dead
and i’ll take what you left in my head
to the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[chorus: lyzi wakefield]
i will pretend that you’re dead (huh!)
(take what you left) and i’ll take what you left in my head
to the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
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