Two Fingers Lyrics

I see my father in the garden

He's wearing his khaki pants

A drink in his hand and he's shirtless

Practicing his farewell dance

I'm in the grass and watching

Two fingers measure his drink

He has four more years

And he's got two more inches

If I have enough to drink

His ghosts will come around

We tend to play catch up

And pick thru the lost and found

There's a tent in the woods

With a bike and a chair

I walk past every day

I never see anyone there

I'm going there tonight

Just trying to get back home

Silly silly me

Lost in what can never be

Garden's growing skinned my knee

Trying not to drown my memories

Say hello to Joe

Well he's takin out the trash

We share a bit of land

And a little wooden fence

I hear his troubles

When they spill out of his house

We are we're good neighbors

We're good neighbors

I'm just trying to get back home

Silly silly me

Lost in what can never be

I've got the Garden growing skinned my knee

Trying not to drown my memories

The sun through the window

Bare trees and a southern sky

Birds in the air

Gliding way up high

Yeah they see the trouble

I'm going to send your way

Those birds in that Southern sky

I see my father in the garden it's nineteen sixty five

He's got a drink in his hand, and he's shirtless

Practicing his farewell dance

I'm in the grass and I'm watching

Two fingers measuring his drink

He has four more years

But tonight just two more inches

I'm just trying to get back home

Silly silly me

Lost in what can never be

I've got the Garden growing skinned my knee

Trying not to drown my memories