Testo Boxcar - The Rosebuds

Boxcar

I know you feel like we can go inside
We can talk in private here
Tell me now of how they used to be But I’m not crazy I’m just a little boy
And you’re not crazy you’re just a little girl
We can find an old boxcar
In the woods to make our home
We can make a broom of weeds
And brush and sweep daddi’s away
If we went back to being small
We could find a place and raise ourselves
You’d be ill with so much guilt
But we’d presume that they got better now
But I’m not crazy I’m just a little boy
And you’re not crazy you’re just a little girl
We can find an old boxcar
In the woods to make our home
Make a bed of maple leaves
Sleep with my eyes on the door
On the sill what we need
Keep our milk in the stream
We can make a broom of weeds
And brush and sweep daddi’s away