Mushaboom Lyrics - Bright Eyes

Helping the kids out of their coats 

But wait the babies haven't been born 

Unpacking the bags and setting up 

And planting lilacs and buttercups 

But in the meantime I've got it hard 

Second floor living without a yard 

It may be years until the day 

My dreams will match up with my pay 

Old dirt road 

Knee deep snow 

Watching the fire as we grow old 

I got a man to stick it out 

And make a home from a rented house 

And we'll collect the moments one by one 

I guess that's how the future's done 

How many acres how much light 

Tucked in the woods and out of sight 

Talk to the neighbors and tip my cap 

On a little road barely on the map 

Old dirt road 

Knee deep snow 

Watching the fire as we grow old 

Old dirt road 

Rambling rose 

Watching the fire as we grow, well, 

I'm sold