The Hot Garden Stomp
John Darnielle
[Verse 1]
The moon was unbearably high
Flowering plant that hung from the radiator pipe
Was dripping sweat from its rapidly fading petals
And to the humming world in which I was living
A crescendoing stepping sound came in
Heard you stepping over three weeks' worth of newspapers
Piled up outside the door
[Chorus 1]
I hear you knocking
Come in
Turn on the radio
Turn up the volume
[Verse 2]
You sat down in the same place where you used to sit
It brought back a memory or two
May not know much anymore, but I remember you
You were quiet for a while and that was nice
Then you came along with your questions, always questions
I don't have any answers to those particular questions
[Chorus 2]
I hear you talking
Shut up
Turn on the radio
Turn up the volume