Eleanor, I Need a Garden

We were right as rain in the front porch swing
Dying for open ears
I need a hand that fits, I need some skin to slip
Some sleeves that I can wear
Dragged along through spring with no sway
Can’t eat, can’t sleep, can’t sing
Every move I make is cautious
I’m such a waste
We were up all night, we had the city and rain
We were up all night, I’m coming again
Sharing drags of 9s and sips of gin, blonde to brown
We can get back again, we can get back again
We’re not made of money, we don’t talk or laugh
We can plant a garden, we get it back
We were up all night, we had the city and rain
We were up all night, Oh, I’m coming again
I’m coming again, I’m coming again
I’m coming again, woah oh, woah oh
We’re not made of money, we don’t talk or laugh
We can plant a garden, we get it back
We were up all night, we had the city and rain
We were up all night, Oh, I’m coming again
I’m coming again, I’m coming again
I’m coming again