Pumpkin Milk - PRAIRIE

I hate to see the yellow drain from all the meadows
The honey's running out
Eyes blinded by the sun
The loud and distant thud tells me a storm's coming in
Oh, silly me what could've I done to catch your careless fall and make you strong and tall
My stupid mouth what could've I said to mend your head and give you some rest
Take me out the prairie where it hopefully won't be so scary
We'll figure out the month by looking at the sun
My fingers are all roots my hair is all the leaves that fly above the blue to you
Our cozy little picnic is ruined by the remnants of the past and all I asked of you
Couldn't accept the truth
Take me out the prairie where it hopefully won't be so scary
We'll figure out the month by looking at the sun
My fingers are all roots my hair is all the leaves that fly above the blue to you
Oh, silly me what could've I done to catch your careless fall and make you strong and tall
My stupid mouth what could've I said to mend your head and give you some rest

Written by:
Caleb Broadhurst

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