the winter's rolling in but i'm not scared anymore
old wooden ships and cannon balls are washed up on the shore
i knew nothing before
i left my heart in a grave in my backyard
my life has just begun and i miss everything so far
bury me with my mother so we can float to the same star
i left my heart in a grave in my back yard
and if i die in the rainy spring don't hesitate to sing for me
if i die in the rainy spring, bury me with my family
and if i die in the summer time down by the tracks and electric fence
if i die in the summer time, please bury me with all of my old friends
and if i die in the pretty fall the sweet nostalgic fall
let the crisp wind sweep my ashes up cause it's my favorite time of all
and if i die on a winter day while snow falls on the earth
i'll be so sad, won't give a shit, just throw me in the dirt
and if i ever really die, if i live to make it that far
please bury me with my old friend in my childhood back yard
Outfitting harmonnic indie rock with elements of folk, surf, and more, this D.C. quartet have a warm, homespun sound that's easy to love. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 18, 2024