Cross the yard around the bend,
Through the trees beyond the glen.
That’s where I remembered it to be.
Past the path of cobblestone,
Though the trail was overgrown.
There it was, hiding subtly.
Walk with me once more.
I’m up in my tree house,
It’s the one with the wooden door.
Walk with me once again.
Like neighbourhood boys,
From way back when.
We could both be heroes, or just sit in our tree.
Imagine all the things that we could be.
So my dearest friend, come wander once again
To a place where we can both pretend.
You and I, we were kings.
We’d battle golden dragons, believed impossible things.
Now I sit here alone,
Where we imagined crowns of leaves and wooden thrones.
The place we used to dream together,
Cracked and faded, Worn and weathered.
Stories, they don’t last forever,
Even kingdoms can be severed.
Walk with me once more.
I’m up in my tree house,
It’s the one with the wooden door.
Walk with me once again.
Like neighbourhood boys,
From way back when.
We could both be heroes, or just sit in our tree.
Imagine all the things that we could be.
So my dearest friend, come wander once again
To a place where we can both pretend…
So my dearest friend, come wander once again
To a place where we can both pretend…
credits
from Extended Play,
released January 8, 2013
Special guest Caroline Savin on harp
Sparkling synthpop with an emphasis on high-wattage chords and the kind of melodies that burrow themselves deep in the brain. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 1, 2023