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We laughed so hard our tummies ached for days
We stomped through puddles in a golden haze
We built a fort of chairs and named it grace
We never thought the sun could change its face
The fridge hums louder than the quiet din
The mail is piling in the plastic bin
The sofa’s lost its bounce from all the weight
And I still fix two plates at half-past eight
The wind chime in the yard has turned all still
The porch swing sways alone upon the hill
I listen for a laugh that used to bloom
But all I hear is hush inside the room
The wind chime in the yard has turned all still
The porch swing sways alone upon the hill
I used to sing a song that said it all
Now I just hear the rain begin to fall
The fridge hums louder than the quiet din
The mail is piling in the plastic bin
The sofa’s lost its bounce from all the weight
And I still fix two plates at half-past eight
The wind chime in the yard has turned all still
The porch swing sways alone upon the hill
I listen for a laugh that used to bloom
But all I hear is hush inside the room
The wind chime in the yard has turned all still
The porch swing sways alone upon the hill
I used to sing a song that said it all
Now I just hear the rain begin to fall
