Suburban Pines

Grey skies, suburban pines

Come watch a film at mine

That’s where you grew up playing

Near the bridge above the motorway

Big news in our hometown

They’re building a new roundabout

Will anybody ever get out

Our neck of the woods?

Some chapters that you never knew

I wore a t-shirt in the swimming pool

When the nettles seemed to smell like lemon

And the frogs got in the classroom

I played a lot of golf with dad that winter

Got pretty good at missing sitters

Maybe one day I’ll be a big hitter

And cross 300 yards

And I wonder what you did those days

Getting busy singing in the rain

Would you tell Gene Kelly that you like his hair

But if you wanna learn the language then you’ve gotta live there?

I know you got a job nearby

Stacking shelves to pass the time

Around then I had gone away

Hadn’t met you yet, but I'll meet you someday

I'm 28 in Cathedral Grove

Here in Canada the trees can grow, I

N their quiet life they reach the sky

One’s 70 metres high!

And I’d read a book on the evergreens

They’d taken town in the 70s

Planted there for their privacy

But they wouldn’t stop you meeting me

Came home that summer and I didn’t leave

Made a nest among the trees

Nestled in with family

My wings got tired of flying

Out the rough and tumble, urban jungle

We were river swimmers, we were night star lovers

Like shy little deer we would run for cover

Found our cover in each other’s arms

And it's so true, until I met you

I’d never really danced before

I’d slipped up once on a wedding floor

From then just stood there watching

And it's funny now that you love somehow

That I wear my slippers around the town

Trip over when we walk the dog

Use the windscreen wipers till you tell me stop

And we both love the windows open

Both have a funny thing about elbows

And now we’ve joined the swimming pool

And this July I’ll marry you

We grew up in suburban pines

Strangers till the stars aligned

Shopped at the same supermarkets

The same old chalky walks

Well if I knew that someday soon

In suburban pines I’d be meeting you

Somewhere down that avenue

I would have danced the road wearing different shoes

Yea, if I knew that someday soon

In suburban pines I’d be meeting you

Somewhere down the avenue

I would have danced the road wearing different shoes

So is the real magic

The doorstep glory

In the real life ordinary story?

'Cause it feels like, I'm gonna be alright

Feels like, it's gonna be alright