Grant-Lee Phillips - Yellow Weeds

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Yellow weeds
Yellow weeds
I swear that overnight it’s gone to seed
All of my memories
Swallowed whole by all these yellow weeds
God’s little acre’s overgrown
I hardly recognize my home
I used to drive these roads at midnight in the fog
Have to remind me now, I might get lost
Yellow weeds
Yellow weeds
I swear that overnight it’s gone to seed
All of my memories
Swallowed whole by all these yellow weeds
There’s my old school, I’ve got to slow
Same place my Dad, he used to go
Chain on the fences now, locks on every door
Won’t hear the laughing of the children anymore
Yellow weeds
Yellow weeds
I swear that overnight it’s gone to seed
All of my memories
Swallowed whole by all these yellow weeds
Past ain’t a place that’s built to stand
This I know, I feel it slipping through my hands
Even my recollection’s bound to fade in time
Long as I can I want to hold it close to mine
Another highway shrine, a little wooden cross
Another pistol goin' off
This ground is taking back her blessings one by one
You’ve got to count them all before we’re overrun
Yellow weeds
Yellow weeds
I swear that overnight it’s gone to seed
Yellow weeds
Yellow weeds
Swallowed whole by all these yellow weeds
Swallowed whole by all these yellow weeds