Fatherson - Oh Yes

I'm sorry I dropped you, I'm sorry I did
Black eyes and blue jeans in the garden
At the edge of Summer
I don't want to lose ya
But you're making it hard, so hard

With nothing to cling to
You're out on your own
Ageless at the bottom of the garden
At the edge of Summer
I don't want to lose ya
But you're making me try, so hard

This is a warning
This is a warning
This is a warning

For everyone who feels like
They're living with their eyes shut
Tripping over eggshells
And trying their best

This is a warning
This is a warning
This is a warningI watch how the sun moves
When it comes in too close
I sat at the bottom of the garden
At the edge of Summer
I don't want to lose ya
But you're making me try, so hard

This is a warning
This is a warning
This is a warning

For everyone who feels like
They're living with their eyes shut
Tripping over eggshells
And trying their best

This is a warning
This is a warning
This is a warning

[If the sun didn't set today
Would tomorrow still be yesterday
I wrote a heavy way along your spine
It read formality viral pens that I wrote poems with
I swallowed so they'd never tell my secret, sweet and semi-strange
I was never raised properly just a slob behind a property with a lot to say
For a time that might not his head
The laughing spot as if I did
Saturday
Who knows