Shins - One By One All Day Lyrics
"Howdy, lem," my grandpa said with his eyes closedWiping the eastbound dust from his sunburned browA life before doubt.I smell the engine grease and mint the wind is blendingUnder the moan of rotting elm in the silo floor.Down a hill of pine tree quills we made our wayTo the bottom and the ferns where thick moss growsBeside a stream.Under the rocks are snails and we can fills our pocketsAnd let them go one by one all day in a brand new place.You were no ordinary drain on her defensesAnd she was no ordinary girlOh, Inverted WorldIf every moment of our livesWere cradled softly in the hands of some strange and gentle childI'd not roll my eyes so.