When the shade rolls over the backyard

WHEN THE SHADE ROLLS OVER THE BACKYARD (D G D F G E)

 

I’m not lonely but something’s wrong. Second guessing and stuck in myself all day. And the weather’s changing.

The wind is strong. It’s unseasonably hot. All the big decisions can wait until things start to settle. If they do at all.

 

And when the shade rolls over the backyard I’ll sit down on the grass.

And when the shade rolls over my inflamed heart, let my worry pass. Let my worry pass. Let my worry pass.