Backyard sunshine, rainy day
Vines making branches droop heavily
Trees standing tall, protectively
My feet are rooted in motherly energy
Looking at the sky, I drop my blind eye
And adjust my focus to define the things I never noticed
With a clear lens I see the layers of activity
In my surroundings and within me
This is my scenery
Metaphorical reflectivity
Of the complexities
Within me
My sight is narrowing way past the trees
On the culture we're creating
Through novelty
Through artistry
Looking at the sky, I drop my blind eye
And adjust my focus to define the things I never noticed
With a clear lens I see the layers of activity
In my surroundings and within me
Davedelia - Backyard Sunshine (feat. Izzy Cring) Lyrics
Davedelia - Backyard Sunshine (feat. Izzy Cring) Lyrics
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Backyard sunshine, rainy day
Vines making branches droop heavily
Trees standing tall, protectively
My feet are rooted in motherly energy
Looking at the sky, I drop my blind eye
And adjust my focus to define the things I never noticed
With a clear lens I see the layers of activity
In my surroundings and within me
This is my scenery
Metaphorical reflectivity
Of the complexities
Within me
My sight is narrowing way past the trees
On the culture we're creating
Through novelty
Through artistry
Looking at the sky, I drop my blind eye
And adjust my focus to define the things I never noticed
With a clear lens I see the layers of activity
In my surroundings and within me
Vines making branches droop heavily
Trees standing tall, protectively
My feet are rooted in motherly energy
Looking at the sky, I drop my blind eye
And adjust my focus to define the things I never noticed
With a clear lens I see the layers of activity
In my surroundings and within me
This is my scenery
Metaphorical reflectivity
Of the complexities
Within me
My sight is narrowing way past the trees
On the culture we're creating
Through novelty
Through artistry
Looking at the sky, I drop my blind eye
And adjust my focus to define the things I never noticed
With a clear lens I see the layers of activity
In my surroundings and within me
Writer: David Whitty
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