Lesser Kestrels - Sunken Garden

Behind the house there's a sunken garden
With an inscription on the fence
In loving memory of a family
Who couldn't be what we needed then

Little brother, we can walk there
We can pay our respects and debts
'Cause if you think it's cold in the house
Try being underground

Where all our Christmases are just out of reach
80, 84, 87, 90, 93
Sambuca at 7am
Folks we never knew we'd never see again
Uncles, aunts and grandparents
Wondering where those winters went and how
We'll weather what comes next

Little daughter, sit by the hearth there
Your mother's on her way downstairs
I know my focus can scatter like a snowdrift
But right now I'm right here
I'm right here

All my Christmases are just out of reach
80, 84, 87, 90, 93
Sambuca at 7am
Folks I never knew I'd never see again
Uncles, aunts and grandparents
Wondering where those winters went and how
We'll weather what comes next
And how we'll weather what comes next
And how we'll weather what comes next
And how we'll weather what comes next
And now we'll weather what comes next

Written by:
James Meakim, John Hickey

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