Why Can’t That be Enough

I could use a little color, can’t always stand up straight
In my dilapidated charm rusted latches on my gate
I am where the pavement ends
On the coldest lake in Michigan
I am where I’ve always been where I always wait

Up here, you’re off the grid. A little off the rails
Off to the dock with one of those India pale ales
No shaving and no showers
Staring at the stars for hours
I am the times of your life. Every breath you exhale

CHORUS I am here for you, waiting patiently
Though my fire has gone out and my edges rough to touch. I’m a part of you and you of me
Why can’t that be enough?
Why can’t that be enough?

Once you fell into the marsh in your Sunday best
Later wandered in the woods alone
scared me half to death
And the time you almost burned me down
Leaving embers lying on the ground
I am your silence and your secrets always to be kept

As hard headed as the hardwood floors and
never wipe your shoes
A backwoods and bare-foot life is the one
you often choose
To say that it’s roughing it
Well, that does’t quite cover it
I’m a test of your survival watching your every move

REPEAT CHORUS

BREAK:You think you’re building character
While my walls are falling down
You drive up every weekend
Then you turn right back around
It leaves me feeling empty
and it leaves me feeling old
Don’t forget to blow my pipes out
before it gets too cold

Well, I hear you plan to knock me down
put a new one in my place
With all the comforts of your life
so you don’t feel so far away
You’ll work so hard to get that prize
If only you would realize
You really don’t need all that much
at the end of the day

REPEAT CHORUS