Low Life, The - Four Walls lyrics

Dandelion pastures

When wind blows seeds scatter

All across this sweet by and by

No lights make it darker

When they shut off our water

We'll stroll to the sea at sunrise

Long winding beaches

The sunshine conceals us

And noone can reach us for miles

Lost in the desert

Hangin out in t-shirts

Thumbing down riggs for a ride

Well we might not make it there

I just wanna make that clear

Blue skies cover green hills

Sipping moonshine from gin stills

Looking for a good place to hide

Ice storms and snow drifts

Cold feet and chapped lips

We must've gone west and turned right

And this is where we'll call home

Got four walls and a burning stove

I can't buy you gold when push comes to shove

But all you will have in your hand is my love

I'm not working from 9 to 5

Got some money you've put aside

With any luck we'll get to see Graceland one day

And this is where we'll call home

Got four walls and a burning stove

I can't buy you gold when push comes to shove

But all you will have Round your wrist is my love

Well we might not make it there

No, I just wanna make that clear

Spending all day driving

Taking in horizons

So many that we've left behind

We'll be together we're so fucking cleaver

Off into the sunset we'll ride

This is where we'll call home

Got four walls and a burning stove

I can't buy you gold when push comes to shove

But all you will have Round your wrist is my love

Wrapped round your wrist is my love

Held in your hand is my love

Don't ever fear with my love

Keep close to your heart all my love