Branches wavin' madly in the air Waving 'round like they don't even care
Last time I considered leavin' here The roads caught fire and I drank all our beer
I'm here at my post I've learned a lot I've learned that the fruit on the ground's gonna rot There's more ATM's with air conditioning Than there are birds on the wing
I'm here at my post I've learned a few things Like the sun ain't afraid To bleach out a dream And the way that you were ain't the way that you'll always be Please believe me
Branches wave and ask for change to spare Once I did, but now I barely care
Last time I considered leavin' town Something dumb came up and I turned around
I'm here at my post I've learned a lot I've learned that the fruit on the ground's gonna rot There's more ATM's with air conditioning Than there are birds on the wing
I'm here at my post I've learned a few things Like the sun ain't afraid to bleach out a dream And the way that you were ain't the way that you'll always be Please believe me