Trust Fund Kids

by Yorkshire Fields

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Another Monday in the rain
Going to a job that doesn't change
And all day I toss notes and words
Round in my head

It's a week since the heat went off
But the music still keeps me warm
In the hall, on the couch, on our bed
It's in my head

Oh how different I'd be
With the trust fund kind of money
I could realize all of the dreams
Out of reach for real me

Oh how different I'd be
With the trust fund kind of money
I could buy all our fantasies
All our hedonistic dreams

Oh close the blinds I told you
For the very last time
You know I don't like to see the light shine
On your knees, on my face, on my spine
The next step could take us nowhere
And everywhere at once
But we don't even know
Where to grab lunch

Oh how different we'd be
With the trust fund kind of money
We could obsess over useless antiques
That we'd never let others see
Oh how different we'd be
With the trust fund kind of money
We could purchase all our fantasies
All our hedonistic dreams

The night
We went walking downtown
An old man
Was sitting by himself
And we both turned our backs
As he held out a shaking hand
Pulled collars up to ears
As though he were never there

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released March 24, 2014
Music and lyrics © Yorkshire Fields 2014

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