Eliza McLamb - Winter Solstice lyrics
[Eliza McLamb - Winter Solstice lyrics]
Baby shoes on the sidewalk
They're playing hopscotch in the dents
We left in the concrete
Never wore those moccasins you got
Me for my birthday
Wasted all the gift card money on toys
And games and other things that break
Even then I sensed an emptiness in winter
When the creek froze in December
I could feel myself getting older
Maybe it was the soft decay
Brittle branches finally breaking
That showed me time outside my understanding
It's not like Michigan in spring
When they find the kids who went out
Wandering and didn't make it home
Still I feel a little death
In the shorter days
When dinner's on the table
Getting cold and no one cares
To pick up the plates
Even now I see the dollhouse, perfect still
In all it's little ways
Though it exists I cannot place it
And I witnessed it's decay
Solace healing when it caved in
When I go back
I have to dig it out from ruin
Little boots turning up when snow washes away
Got power tools in the truck
For the elusive someday
We can sweep the streets, clean it up
But everything that's coming up was
Supposed to have gone away
They're playing hopscotch in the dents
We left in the concrete
Never wore those moccasins you got
Me for my birthday
Wasted all the gift card money on toys
And games and other things that break
Even then I sensed an emptiness in winter
When the creek froze in December
I could feel myself getting older
Maybe it was the soft decay
Brittle branches finally breaking
That showed me time outside my understanding
It's not like Michigan in spring
When they find the kids who went out
Wandering and didn't make it home
Still I feel a little death
In the shorter days
When dinner's on the table
Getting cold and no one cares
To pick up the plates
Even now I see the dollhouse, perfect still
In all it's little ways
Though it exists I cannot place it
And I witnessed it's decay
Solace healing when it caved in
When I go back
I have to dig it out from ruin
Little boots turning up when snow washes away
Got power tools in the truck
For the elusive someday
We can sweep the streets, clean it up
But everything that's coming up was
Supposed to have gone away