Brablec Farms Songtext
von Great Lakes Myth Society

The flotsam of a life sighing in the yard
Broken antique stools from an ice cream parlor
Old receiver in a nest of wires
Haven′t seen these friends in quite a little while


June sun shining on the passing cars
What they've just glanced at took a lifetime to acquire
I was up late pining over my old guitar
Couldn′t pull the trigger, priced it up too far

You said goodbye to freer times
Leaving one by one like dandelions
Loose summertimes dresses from your Deadhead days
Rocking wooden cradle that an uncle made
What once defined us in another time
Become roadside diamonds for someone to find