Stayathome - Growing Up

Broke my arm when i fell
From the apple tree
In our front yard
And then i heard you sing
A mocking bird
Or an albatross
I didn't care
It was a different song

These photo albums
Disposable cameras
Fill the places where I've been
And where i was gonna be
If i'm being honest
Just like i promised
I'm lost and losing sight of land

When the floorboards creak and moan
When a house don't feel like home
When you can't pick up your phone
Where are you?

I love you like
A connoisseur
Loves a fine pinot noir
Or audrey horne on the television
Loves saying things everybody knows

Appreciation is not infatuation
I'm doing my best imitation of a fish out of water
If i'm being honest
Just like i promised
I'm bored again

When the leaves are turning brown
And we don't make a sound
I turn to ask myself
Where are you?

A broken heart is not the hardest part of
Growing up is no the hardest part of
A broken heart is not the hardest part

When the babies won't stop crying
And the sun it never sets
And we're still losing sleep over some stupid shit i said
I need you to remind me
Where i've been
I need you to remind me

Written by:
Dylan Watson

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