Was on a flight home from—well, it doesn't matter Eleven hours, a million thoughts were gathered And my mind kept racing to my garden of lavender I wanted to get to them so they wouldn't die When I got home, they were dry as weed While the vines wrapped around them B-horror film green I'm not sure what my lavender symbolized But inside my heart cried And my heart is drawn to the small out-of-the-way things That I can't help but to give my focus and attention and care Cause they shut off and [?] hijack my brain Help to tune out what [?] can cause me pain And I care for the animals that gather 'round my yard And my sister's children and I care for my garden I'm swarmed upon by bumblebees And yellow jackets and wasps and hornets that dart out and sting
I see the big orange tabby cat Getting warm on the cover of the laptop He turns over on his back Looking for a belly rub I see the deer trap And the snow on the end of the path That leads into my backyard I hear the sound of my girlfriend's car Coming up the driveway and it fills my heart With joy Though I know it'll all end someday And someone else will be sleeping in my mountain house Wondering who lived here before Just like I sometimes do Though I've never really cared to explore I see the chocolate and peanut butter cat I look at him and he looks back I snap my fingers and blow him a kiss He rubs his head against my hand and we reminisce I walk downtown and see the Christmas lights Along the highway and how they shine And I'm reminded of when I was a child How happy I felt when I opened the box and saw a guitar inside
Was on a flight to somewhere that I can't remember I feel like I lived so many lives, I can't put it all together Dordrecht, Holland, yeah that was it I had a nice dinner with a concert promoter and his Korean wife, Soo-Young Kim He dropped me off at an old spooky hotel I felt like an old man in a castle looking over at the canal Then I went and I played for a crowd but my heart wasn't there I came back to my room and I slouched in my bed Still stewing about my dried up lavender Then I fell asleep in the dark dead night And I dreamed of a blue jay digging up a seed And pass it to another's beak Watched him soar to another branch Then a possum [?] trash can Then I woke up one rainy morning in Dordrecht, Holland And I got on my flight for London, England
Then I took a cab from Heathrow right to Westfield Mall in Shepherd's Bush Where I bought a raincoat, then checked into the K West Hotel And ate at a Polish restaurant down the street I played the next night at Shepherd's Bush Empire Neil Halstead and his band were opening, their soundcheck sounded great As I watched, I remembered playing with Mojave 3 in the mid-'90s One of the shows being at CMJ in New York And I remembered seeing them open for Gomez in Madrid in 1998 I was with my girlfriend Marina but I somehow managed to sneak in an unforgettable kiss with Rachel backstage One of those kisses that you'll take to your grave Gomez knew I was there, and they played "Grace Cathedral Park" that night and I got pretty choked up listening to them So anyhow, I played my show at Shepherd's Bush that night and a fan heckled me asking if I really hated Nels Cline I explained that I didn't, that his name just rhymed with one word or the other After the show, I left with my agent, Ed, and his wife, and Alessia, and we talked for a bit And I walked back to the K West with my guitar and got into my bed, called my girlfriend and fell asleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
