Monday, August 25, 2014

If I had an orchard,

I'd work till' I'm raw.

If I had an orchard
I'd work till I'm sore
And you would('ve) wait(ed) tables
and soon run the store.

Gold hair in the sunlight,
my light in the dawn;
If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore.

If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore.



Someday I'll be like the man on the screen.


~ Helplessness Blues | Fleet Foxes

No comments: