Asking the Aspens

Lyrics: Kate Brady Ross/Dan Nigro Music: Kate Brady Ross/Dan Nigro There were times in the middle when I held you Between my thoughts Like when you burned all your paintings in the backyard Couldn't be stopped Or how you hammered up a ladder to summit the roof And Dean held the nails There were times in the middle when I loved you Heavy and soft We were way too stoned to stand But we made it to the top And you were holding both my hands And tryna pull me up Cause I was ten then I was fifteen Then I was yesterday afternoon And I was hanging from the feeling That someday you would bloom Just asking the aspens to grow a boy like you I keep asking the aspens to grow a boy like you There were times in the middle when I held you And it felt like snow Yeah you’re the only kind of weather so weightless I can’t feel when I’ve let you go And there you aren’t in any of it Hanging sideways like a tree In the hillside of last summer In the hillside of a memory We were way too stoned to stand But we made it to the top And you were holding both my hands And tryna pull me up Cause I was ten then I was fifteen Then I was yesterday afternoon And I was hanging from the feeling That someday you would bloom Just asking the aspens to grow a boy like you I keep asking the aspens to grow a boy like you