The Low Life

The Low Life - Four Walls lyrics

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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
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