Текст песни Yellow Weeds - Grant-Lee Phillips

Yellow weeds Yellow weeds I swear that overnight
It's gone to seed All of my memories Swallowed whole by
All these yellow weeds
God's little acre's overgrown I hardly recognize my home I used to drive these roads
At midnight in the fog Have to remind me now,
I might get lost
Yellow weeds Yellow weeds I swear that overnight
It's gone to seed All of my memories Swallowed whole by
All these yellow weeds
There's my old school, I've got to slow Same place my Dad, he used to go Chain on the fences now, locks on every door Won't hear the laughing of the children anymore
Yellow weeds Yellow weeds I swear that overnight it's gone to seed All of my memories Swallowed whole by all these yellow weeds
Past ain't a place that's built to stand This I know, I feel it slipping through my hands Even my recollection's bound to fade in time Long as I can I want to hold it close to mine
Another highway shrine, a little wooden cross Another pistol goin' off This ground is taking back her blessings one by one You've got to count them all before we're overrun Yellow weeds Yellow weeds I swear that overnight it's gone to seed Yellow weeds Yellow weeds Swallowed whole by all these yellow weeds Swallowed whole by all these yellow weeds