Silver Fir Songtext
von Bess Atwell

Pink house with the circular
Windows and a silver fir
Peanuts in my sandwiches
On the white bread
In your basement

The smell of leather in your mother′s car
The peppermints she kept in the glove compartment
Does she have a car in Barcelona?
I know she banked on everybody coming over


Pick me up from the pool at ten
It's been raining outside again
Do you forgive me
For dripping on your nice things?

Or what about the time
I set off the alarm at the supermarket when
We were having fun

When I was ten I had more romance
I never got it back
It′s a sickness shared with all my mates
Colin caterpillar cakes
On our birthdays


Everything is better in my head
When people say, "You know when you know"
I don't know what they meant
Should I know what they meant? (Should I know what they meant?)
Should I know what they meant now?