Once a band gathered and then they sang for my father
Everything sang for someone in the world
Someone sang a song of an old photograph Photograph
It's about how he said that he wants to be a child
But how can you turn back the flames of time
A faded image of a bride playing this uke
On a journey, in a car, closely related
Still maybe a girl will show you how to use the wire
Sentient bob is a man who often asks
What should we do when we carry the water
Everyone likes the birds
maybe someone has a big fat plan
come on may I say all the good mother's play
Now we're on a sailing boat
Telling the truth
Sometimes that's all there's to do
Jun 2, 2016
Jun 2, 2016 at 4:41 AM UTC
Once a band gathered and then they sang for my father
Everything sang for someone in the world
Someone sang a song of an old photograph Photograph
It's about how he said that he wants to be a child
But how can you turn back the flames of time
A faded image of a bride playing this uke
On a journey, in a car, closely related
Still maybe a girl will show you how to use the wire
Sentient bob is a man who often asks
What should we do when we carry the water
Everyone likes the birds
maybe someone has a big fat plan
come on may I say all the good mother's play
Now we're on a sailing boat
Telling the truth
Sometimes that's all there's to do