Four Walls

Dandelion pastures
When wind blows seeds scatter
All across this sweet by and by
No lights make it darker
When they shut off our water
We’ll stroll to the sea at sunrise
Long winding beaches
The sunshine conceals us
And noone can reach us for miles
Lost in the desert
Hangin out in t-shirts
Thumbing down riggs for a ride
Well we might not make it there
I just wanna make that clear
Blue skies cover green hills
Sipping moonshine from gin stills
Looking for a good place to hide
Ice storms and snow drifts
Cold feet and chapped lips
We must’ve gone west and turned right
This is where we’ll call home
Got four walls and a burning stove
I can’t buy you gold when
Push comes to shove
But all you will have in your hand is my love
I’m not working from 9−5
Got some money you’ve put aside
With any luck we’ll get to see Graceland one day
This is where we’ll call home
Got four walls and a burning stove
I can’t buy you gold when
Push comes to shove
But all you will have Round your wrist is my love
Well we might not make it there
I just wanna make that clear
Spending all day driving
Taking in horizons
So many that we’ve left behind
We’ll be together we’re so fucking cleaver
Off into the sunset we’ll ride
This is where we’ll call home
Got four walls and a burning stove
I can’t buy you gold when
Push comes to shove
But all you will have Round your wrist is my love
Wrapped round your wrist is my love
Held in your hand is my love
Don’t ever fear with my love
Keep close to your heart all my love