Dear Avery - The Decemberists

Dear Avery

I think of you only

Were you waving

Were you dead on the vine?

Oh Avery

To think of you lonely

Would I could just grab you

By the nape of your neck

There are times life will rattle your bones

And will bend your limbs

But you’re still far and away the boy you’ve ever been

So you bend back and shake at the frame

Of the frame you made

(But don’t you shake alone)

Please, Avery, come home

Head strong

You and your long arms

Listing lazily

On the cusp of your teens

But you were my Avery

And when you needed saving

I could just grab you

By the nape of your neck

There are times life will rattle your bones

And will bend your limbs

But you’re still far and away the boy you’ve ever been

So you bend back and shake at the frame

Of the frame you made

(But don’t you shake alone)

Please, Avery, come home