Today You Move Songtext

von Trip Shakespeare

Cold was the morning in our old place
Sunday, today you move
Down in the basement with the full creates
Old coats, winter shoes

Cold was the handle of the van door
The old Ford, she comes through
And I'm a helper to my own fate
I've come to help you move

Monday you'll wake up
Ceiling lights are strange
Tuesday I could ask you
If you could stand a change

Gold was the alley of you new place
I drove here with you
High in the shadow of an oak tree
The window of your bedroom

I'll come calling
I'll call up to you
I'll say come down
I've come home to you

Now when your sister came to our place
Nine days she stayed with you
And every time I saw her young face
I knew and she knew

I've been a vandal to my own home
Under the snakey moon
So now when I come to see the old place
I want to be of use

Monday you'll wake up
Ceiling lights are strange
Tuesday you could ask me
If I could stand to change

Now with the bed frame up the staircase
We're through with the move
And if you think you have enough space
I'd move in with you

I'll come calling
I'll call up to you
I'll say come down
I've come home to you