Your Backyard Lyrics

Your Backyard Song Lyrics

And I'II stare at the sun
'Til I can finally see the stars
The city lights don't do them justice
And I just miss your backyard
All the nights we used to talk and drive around
Mapping out our sacred hometown
Where the kids armed themselves with Tommy guns and sticks
Clean needles, rolled-up bills, and enough to do the trick
We fought back all by ourselves
Tearing through a post-high-school-shaped hell

I'll warm up the car
While you exit the café
Stop to light a cigarette
Before we make our grand escape
You claim these winters are getting so much colder (So much colder)
We laugh, relaying fears of getting older (Getting older)
My old car stereo kicks on
Playing songs we hand-selected
A mixtape for our mischief
From our own personal collections
Watch subdivisions slowly turn into fields (Into fields)
Feel a little better about being stuck here