Richard Bryant
Nobody knows it`s yesterday way back here on the farm
Everybody`s walking backwards, summer`s cold and winter`s warm
We breathe in CO2 and exhale oxygen, drink water, bathe in wine
It`s a life, not the life I meant to lead, but I don`t bleed
Cause yesterday is mine
She packed up my tomorrows in a suitcase full of sand
She scalped my ticket to the future and laid the money in my hand
She bricked up all the windows, called a cab and hung some laundry on the line
She broke the day in two and tried to give me half but I gave it back
Cause yesterday is mine
So I meet her every morning in a time that used to be
And sing her seven love songs from the twentieth century
She sighs and she whispers like a breeze blowing steady through the pines
And we don`t discuss the future since yesterday is here to stay
And yesterday is mine
Yesterday is mine