Brookfield Songtext
von Silverstein

A twenty-sixth half promise
The bottle still lays there
We′ll make a ride on Brookfield
Never took anyone else here
There's days I sit for hours
There′s nights I try to throw these rocks into
This dirty lake that's home

You're standing in my backyard
Your hands up in the air
Calling out my name a hundred times
But I′m not there
There′s no good telling secrets
To people who don't care enough to know
Why I′m so scared


I'll just sit in silence
The waves the only sound
A sailboat divides the clouds that
Cover this whole town
So if it really makes no difference
I′ll just see you around
And if it doesn't matter
I′ll stay here 'til the sun goes down

I'm standing in your front yard
My hands aren′t in the air
And I don′t say a word
You know exactly why I'm here
A twenty-sixth half promise
The bottle still lays there
So bury me on Brookfield
And then I won′t be scared