Mushaboom

Feist – Mushaboom from Let It Die (2004) /silkysmoothfolkpop/
((“Helping the kids out of their coats,but wait the babies haven’t been born!Unpacking the bags and setting upand 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 daymy dreams will match up with my pay.Old dirt road, knee deep snow,watching the fire as we grow old.”
The sprinkler on the front lawn squirts through its crooked beak, curtains of splashings spurt lazily to the turf. Cries of laughter and skinned-knee dapple the sunny afternoon. Whispy through the flakey-paint window. Take the sparkling memory of a life tomorrow, wrap it in a cozy wool blanket and keep it near through the fluffy white winter longing.))