Late Poets Lyrics & Chords By Matthew Young

In the backyard In the living room Residential neighborhood I've come for you In the margins Of the freeway I have sat alone and wondered Where are you? Yeah I want to...read more

I wanted to be a typewriter mender when I grew up, But things didn't work out so. Sleep Late in the morning, climb up Mt. Olympia and replace a Return: But I didn't get enough...read more

I have a well-groomed lawn I have a flowered lawn Tired on Sunday morn Sleep with no warning Autumn is coming soon Sing me that happy tune Getting good sleep now Sweet...read more

Sit up straight and be quiet, Sit down, son. Sit up straight in your seat, And I do not want any more talking, any more moving about, at all. Absolutely still, absolutely...read more

Reflections of your love have come to wither I thought I'd done my best to realize A picture fades of you and I together I haven't come to terms with how we said goodbye Did...read more