Backyard

In the backyard
In the garden
You were always there
Digging down where roots would burrow underneath

Now the grass is always overgrown
And the weeds are choking out the sun
Pretty soon, they'll come under the door
And you don't care

In the backyard
Since last summer
Almost nothing left
Just some pieces of the roots that once dug in

Now the grass is always overgrown
And the weeds are choking out the sun
What use to come home anymore
When you don't care