Open Windows by Everything In Waves Lyrics

I could feel
This intangible thing
Leave with the wind
Clothesline strings
And every garden
The neighbors had forgotten
My only thought
Was to hell with it all
Home is just a
Chair in your soul
To sit down when there's nowhere else to go
I still miss
Those open windows
And wooden floors
That store sounds
From before
Before we were born
Reflecting in the shine
Of murphy's oil
But home was just dead trees and the need
To hide from skies colored limestone green
All of the weeds in that lost yard
Keep growing back why don't we
I wish you could have seen everything
Return to prairies by january