Richard Bryant Yesterday Is Mine
Richard Bryant Nobody knows it's yesterday way back here on the farm Everybody's walking backwards, summer's cold and winter's warm We breathe in CO2 and exhale oxygen, drink water, bathe in wine It's a life, not the life I meant to lead, but I don't bleed Cause yesterday is mine She packed up my tomorrows in a suitcase full of sand She scalped my ticket to the future and laid the money in my hand She bricked up all the windows, called a cab and hung some laundry on the line She broke the day in two and tried to give me half but I gave it back Cause yesterday is mine So I meet her every morning in a time that used to be And sing her seven love songs from the twentieth century She sighs and she whispers like a breeze blowing steady through the pines And we don't discuss the future since yesterday is here to stay And yesterday is mine Yesterday is mine
