Sunflowers

That's where my dad used to play drums In the basement of the café They tore it down Ten years ago Next to the bowling alley where My little brother used to work And the parking lot Where I asked you out Across the street from The bait shop my friend's dad owned It closed down within a year Down the road from the bus stop A small little hut that I rarely went inside A little bit further around the bend is where Our old house is sitting still We'd make a fire and plant sunflower seeds And I would sing Country Roads Take Circle Rd and You'll get to the narrows Where I saw a young kid fall in But his dad acted quick He took a dip And carried his boy back to land He said, listen, ayo I'll say when to go OK, alright Sounds good to me Plant your seed, and Watch it grow OK, alright Sounds good to me Sounds good to me... Bruce used to have To the Sky In the tape deck Julie is listening still I used to be friends with Their kid forever We'd only fight Every once in awhile Last week, I helped him Move into a new apartment Carried a couch through the doors Restarting life all alone on an island My shirt was glued By sweat to my skin, and then Looking upwards Life ran in a circle Twenty-two years back to this Microphones carry to the back of the room But can they reach The people we loved Listen, ayo I'll say when to go OK, alright Sounds good to me Love will be waiting when You stop looking OK, alright Sounds good to me Sounds good to me This road I'm traveling on Is like a mirror out of time I hope you can rewind A mirror out of time