Last Grain - Strand of Oaks

Remember when the banks were open

Remember when our money was good

Now we live in basements hiding underneath cellar wood

Trapdoor near the closet, holding our last grains

Water in the back sink, all that we got remains

Oh, its impossible, it’s impossible to leave

But we can’t stay here

Oh, its impossible, it’s impossible to leave

But we can’t stay here

My wife and I keep fighting

She keeps yelling at me

It’s still just the little things

That get caught in between

The kids are disappointed

The neighbors have already left

It’s hard to admit to them

That their dad is just this scared

Oh, its impossible, its impossible to leave

But we can’t stay here

Oh, its impossible, its impossible to leave

But we can’t stay here

All the time I spent with you complaining

About how much little money we had to spend

I should’ve just taken you on vacation when I could

Now its impossible to live right here

It’s impossible to live right here