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Sandbox Love
07:24
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I don’t wanna be in my head
Sing me colors to calm my nerves
I don’t wanna be in my head
Sing me colors
I don’t wanna forget
The smell of grass before
We knew that there was nothing more
We jumped outside, We jumped outside,
to be covered in mud,
You ran away, you ran away,
There was a burning in your blood.
It never went away
Your dad came home, blue shirt was torn
His pores reeked of booze
He sat us down, he sat us down
To tell somber news,
The truth drowning in lies
You woke up the next day all covered in your dreams, still fast asleep
You choked, choked on the memories you couldn’t believe, you’re still feel asleep
Now you drift on like you know you should, try not to let it burn but,
You said time collapses fast
There ain’t no past, its all the same
The water my be murky but it’s going down the drain
We built an igloo, from Styrofoam and glue
You got lost inside
Your birthday came, no father in the frame
Sometimes we all need to hide
What a shitty excuse
Your mother said she loved you but your dad left that out, a rock with a heartbeat
So huge, you were walking on eggshells, checking your feet, for the rock with a heartbeat
Now you drift on like you know you should, try not to let it burn.
But you said time collapses fast
There ain’t no past, its all the same
The water may be murky but it’s going down the drain
Now the future looks odd, a dot in the distance
Is a trap to grasp my soul, or a song to set me free
I remember the day, we sat outside your old front porch
me with my guitar, and your voice gently
slowing down the pace of the world spinning round in my head
I don’t wanna be in my head
Scotty where did you go
I don’t wanna be in my head
Scotty where did you go
I don’t wanna forget
The smell of grass before
We knew that there was nothing more
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