歌词
作词 : Ryan Faulkenberry/Blake Skipper/Tristan Kelly
作曲 : Ryan Faulkenberry/Blake Skipper/Tristan Kelly
A rotting house
Hidden in the plains of Oklahoma
From the road, it looks like a hole in the ground
Dead trees mark what's left of the place
I was driving with my nephew
We pulled in to see what was left
Of a life
The roof was opened up
The sun was breaking in
But the walls held on to a darkness
Three rusty hinges holding onto almost nothing
Unopened letters from 20 years ago
Self-help books and horoscopes
For now, it's a picture of what it's like to get old
25 miles from town
Time will cave the floor boards and wind will bend the frame
Home doesn't last forever
A salt shaker sittin' half empty
On the wall was a picture of Mary
Glued to a piece of wood
On the back, written in sharpie
To grandma with all my love