Lyrics to Catherine Avenue
We left the red boots to wander Catherine Avenue
The couch had a better view
We stumbled and sailed out over blackish water
Inside of Vacant house
You creeped quietly by like a Christmas mouse
I remember once to Elizabeth on the parkway drive
Mothers, closets above the splintered floor
The holiday
Still we went away
Henry don't you know that you were a friend of mine?
Henry you are a friend of mine
Half of the time
Give me half of the time
Water runs upstairs on Dennis Lane
Out of the tub and over piano strings
That rust
Lake Michigan turns red brown like iodine
There are one thousand ways that you can say good bye
Henry didn't you know she was a friend of mine
Henry she was a friend of mine
Half of the time
Give me half of the time
Half of the time
Give me half of the
There's a low flying bird with its ear to the ground
From our house to your house
Through mayflowers, burnt grass, and the cricket sound
The streetlight turns on
Because night follows near
And the low flying bird
Will soon disappear
And it goes and it goes and it goes and it goes.
And it goes and it goes and it goes and it goes.
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Will you let it go, let it go, let it go?
We left the red boots to wander Catherine avenue
The couch had a better view
We stumbled and sailed out over blackish water
Inside of Vacant house
You creeped quietly by like a Christmas mouse
I remember once to Elizabeth on the parkway drive
Mothers, closets above the splintered floor
The holiday
Still we went away
Henry don't you know that you were a friend of mine?
Henry you are a friend of mine
Half of the time
Give me half of the time
Water runs upstairs on Dennis Lane
Out of the tub and over piano strings
That rust
Lake Michigan turns red brown like iodine
There are one thousand ways that you can say good bye
Henry didn't you know she was a friend of mine
Henry she was a friend of mine
Half of the time
Give me half of the time
Half of the time
Give me half of the
There's a low flying bird with its ear to the ground
From our house to your house
Through mayflowers, burnt grass, and the cricket sound
The streetlight turns on
Because night follows near
And the low flying bird
Will soon disappear
And it goes and it goes and it goes and it goes.
And it goes and it goes and it goes and it goes.
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Will you let it go, let it go, let it go?
We left the red boots to wander Catherine avenue
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