Ben Folds Winslow Gardens
Ten minutes in Winslow Gardens
Never noticed the views or the walls
The whole world was closing
We just took the keys and signed the line
Old folks in the windows watching
Rolling in with our rain-soaked bags
We'd packed in a rush back home
When always leaving meant always coming back
Oh, some trips just go one way
Oh, just when plans are made
You find you've started all over again
Ten weeks in Winslow Gardens
Aired out and the mold is gone
Back home the toll grows higher
It's hard to reconcile
With the bluer skies
Oh, some trips just go one way
Oh, just when it seemed so safe
It started all over again
Far away across the ocean
A small crowd and an auctioneer
They're picking over the pieces of our lives
But in this tiny apartment
Sleeping like the dead through the night
Ten years in Winslow Gardens
A young couple moved in down the hall
In the window we're watching the rain
Strip the last of the leaves
For an early fall
Oh, some trips just go one way
Oh, just when plans are made
You started all over
We've started all over again
Ten years in Winslow Gardens
Ten minutes
