Gold and Green - Slaughter Beach, Dog

Put my best shoes on and meet mother in the kitchen

Following sister stomping plastic

Empty milk gallon graveyard, recycling rockstars

Soldiers of the lord

Stare out my window at the neighbours at night

Serpentine explanations for why I stayed out of sight

Rosemary Robinson, my stars and my sun

Hannah and I in the cemetery aisles overcome with belief

That everything we’d eat

Was good and clean

We’d spit our seeds

Gonna make this garden grow, inch by inch and row by row

Row by row

Early winter morning, Beau puts on the coffee

Making records in my bedroom

Tin foil in the heat vents, get high in the basement

Sing into my mouth

Perched on the counter in our shorts and our socks

Share a smoke on the sofa and blow a kiss to the cops

Here, help me move the kitchen table aside

Heaven Hill in the freezer for the bags stamped beneath our eyes

Opened miles wide

And all we’d seen

Was gold and green

Gonna make this garden grow, inch by inch and row by row

Row by row