Waxahatchee - Home Game lyrics
[Waxahatchee - Home Game lyrics]
Pumpkin street lights i was just 14
You were not sick
You hit your head on the brick wall
Quick comprehension
Gold rings and waterfalls
We lived a fleeting convention
But I felt constant in others' absence
Your mama barely awake
And your faint, light heart
I was stuck from the start
Trophy of mine high school football games
Enemy lines i think both sides feel the same
Paris in the back of your mom's Chevrolet
She pretends we're not there
She smells like yesterday
We live like the last two on Earth
And we'll float on our backs 'til
The whole sky goes black
And your fresh mind concentrated
All the water we're made
Of 'til you evaporated
My mother says you are under our feet
Under the sidewalks under 23rd Street