The Felice Brothers - Land of Yesterdays

In the land of yesterdays
I'm gone fishing in a velvet haze

In the land of yesterdays
Pink carnations in a plastic vase

In the land of yesterdays
Shadows are falling on a tender plain

Hey little kid come on in from the cold
Your father is sick and your things must be sold
An orphanage sits in the snow
Of a winter you lost long ago

They teach the girls sewing and cooking and baking
They teach the boys hunting and money making
The mission bells toll on and on
And lead us to days that have gone
Gone
Gone

In the land of yesterdays
I'm running blindly now after neon trains

In the land of yesterdays
The moon like fire in a horses mane

In the land of yesterdays
Shadows are falling on a tender plain

(You could never return)
You could never return
(You cannot come back, come back)
You could never return
(You could never return)
You could never return
(You cannot turn back, turn back)
You could never return
(You could never return)
You could never return
(You cannot come back, come back)

You could never return
That island has burned

Written by:
James Felice, Ian Felice

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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