Slowed Down Day

There's gold streaming through our Ginghammed kitchen panes Old springy feeling coming on again Tall pine trees outside delight my eye They're Nature's needled church steeple vanes Wendy's motorbike rusts down by the [F#]creek My wife she's staring while we speak It's another slowed down day Not awake enough to play a game Just let the record spin around There's nowhere else we need to go On days like this all the other days Look just as flat as a paper sun Can't help but smile when I feel this way I guess it's truly a glorious high When evening comes the sun disap[F#]pears But the light keeps shining bright and clear It's another slowed down day Not awake enough to play a game Just let the record spin around There's nowhere else we need to go It's another slowed down day Not awake enough to play a game Just let the record spin around There's nowhere else we need to go It's another slowed down day Not awake enough to play a game Just let the record spin around There's nowhere else we need to go