In The Yard

Intro: Verse: Last night I dreamed we'd found a stand of trees framing a pond and a field in between And with a hammer and a blade and our four hands here's what we made The logs we peeled and stacked in a ring and then we crowned it, our tiny house, with tin And by the fire, flickering bronze and gold across your face I heard you say It may not be a grand parade of snow capped peaks, oooh no river silver-backed crashing through, oooh but we have our black-haired babes running free through the woods, oooo Solo:(same as verse): Verse: Squirrels in the rafters, wrens in the eaves red dirt neath our nails, orange stains on our knees blackberries in June down the path without our shoes It may not be a grand parade of snow capped peaks, oooh no river silver-backed crashing through, oooh but we have our black-haired babes running free through the woods, oooo Outro: (repeat until end)