Gumby from "Terroir" by dorks.
Tracklist
| 4. | Gumby | 4:31 |
Lyrics
A light went out in our house last week; now we gather ‘round the dim of the TV, and try to make a conversation bend and twist its way around the glaring silence. And it hurts to see younger faces, and no wall is safe so we stare at our phones. Play words with friends as family, to try forgetting why we’re all here in the first place. I wasn’t gonna make it. So this is how you drag me down to sunny, death-filled Florida; waiting room of God. That night before you left, you saw the future of your family cooking dinner in the town from which it started. And the last time you were in this house, you didn’t get to meet. And the man that now outlives you, kept you planted in the place that I can’t separate from you; you’re now forever missing from. And what’s a family without its head? Yeah forget the sun, we’ll stay inside instead. And what’s a family without its head? Yeah forget the pool, we’ll stay inside instead. And what’s a family without its head? Yeah forget the sun, we’ll stay inside instead. And what’s a family without its head? Yeah forget the flight, I’ll stay up north instead. I’ll be staying home instead.
