Lyrics On The Road - Toyotomi Hideyoshi

Life takes its turns, fork on the road
I threw my burner phone because I'm going home
I'll set the table, iron my shirt
I can wash all I want to you can still see the dirt,
On the crevice of my fingers are the pieces of the earth
But were gathered round a table and we don't speak of work

I'm on plate number two, beer number 5
Desserts on the way, i've got room for a slice
And it tastes so much sweeter when your by my side
I think it's the weather but it could be the wine
Wiping tears with a handkerchief till I'm all dry
I want this forever I don't want to say goodbye
But you can't help but get older with time
But you cant help but get older with time

Life takes its turns, fork on the road
I threw my burner phone because I'm going home
I'll set the table, iron my shirt
I can wash all I want to but you can still see the dirt
On the crevice of my fingers are the pieces of the earth
But were gathered around a table and we don't speak of w...