The children had stopped playing by the yard that we once knew
as our over sized green mattress under the darkened sky so blue.
So blue. So blue.
And where we once flew high up in the sky,
the swings now lay and the kids have gone away
they've gone away, they've gone away.
And then our hair grew long and you started writing songs, about me.
The children had stopped playing under the trees in the backyard
where we once made believe that we're in lands afar, in lands afar...
And where we once flew high up in the sky,
the swings now lay and the kids have gone away
they've gone away, they've gone away.
And then our hair grew long and you started writing songs, about me.
(This is by far the most precious song to me I have written yet. I believe it was written around 2006. I just came across this old video of it and thought I would share. Unfortunately for the lifef of me I cannot remember how to play it. I should get on that.)
