Mushaboom

One of my favourite songs. It always has the ability to make my mind wander off to a distant snow-covered land full of cottages, fireplaces and wildflowers.

Mushaboom

by Feist

Helping the kids out of their coats 

But wait the babies haven't been born oh

Unpacking the bags and setting up 

And planting lilacs and buttercups oh

But in the meantime we've got it hard 

Second floor living without a yard 

It may be years until the day 

My dreams will match up with my pay 

Old dirt road,

knee deep snow

Watching the fire as we grow 

(mushaboom, mushaboom)

I got a man to stick it out

And make a home from a rented house oh

And we'll collect the moments one by one

I guess that's how the future's done oh

How many acres, how much light

Tucked in the woods and out of sight

Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap

On a little road barely on the map

Old dirt road, 

knee deep snow 

Watching the fire as we grow,

(mushaboom, mushaboom) 

Old dirt road rambling rose

(mushaboom, mushaboom)

Watching the fire as we grow 

(mushaboom, mushaboom)

Well I'm Sold

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