Looking out in the yard
For a stretch of gra** soft enough to walk on with bare feet
Pa** the patch of dirt
Where it’s mostly green, some is gra**
Though sprouting up in weeds
You and I work sometimes on this old house
Making something into something else
And when you have to go
Is when I start figuring out how to be alone
Hold out hope
Cast me the holy rope
I don’t wanna fall asleep
And if I’m in this dream
We make up little songs
On the drive home from your mother’s dinner Sunday night
And I can hideaway
In the simple happiness we carved out for today
But moments in between
When the slowing of the clock lays heavier on me
Ocean at my back
When I wake up, then I’ll know the dreams aren’t meant to last
Hold out hope
Cast me the holy rope
I don’t wanna fall asleep
And if I’m in this dream
Hold out hope
Cast me the holy rope
I don’t wanna fall asleep
And if I’m in this dream
I don’t wanna fall asleep
And if I’m in this dream