Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song At My Post , by - Grandaddy. Song from the album Excerpts From The Diary Of Todd Zilla, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 31.12.2004
Record label: V2
Song language: English
At My Post |
| Branches waving madly in the air |
| Waving 'round like they don’t even care |
| Last time i considered leaving here |
| The roads caught fire and I drank all our beer |
| Out here at my post I’ve learned a lot |
| I’ve learned that the fruit on the ground is gonna rot |
| There’s more ATM’s with air conditioning then there are birds on the wing |
| Out 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 will 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 |
| Out here at my post I’ve learned a lot |
| I’ve learned that the fruit on the ground is gonna rot |
| There’s more ATM’s with air conditioning then there are birds on the wing |
| Out 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 will always be |
| Please believe me |
| Out here at my post |