Left behind by a rusty gate
Where the heavy iron hinges wait
Tucked inside a weathered wooden box
Hidden deep behind the garden locks
A postcard waiting in the green
The prettiest sight he's ever seen
A faded wish on a glossy page
Locked away in a leafy cage
Ink is blurred by the summer dew
Turning yellow from a vivid blue
Telling tales of a distant shore
Of a life he doesn't live no more
A postcard waiting in the green
The prettiest sight he's ever seen
A faded wish on a glossy page
Locked away in a leafy cage
Overgrown by the wild red vine
Crossing over every painted line
Sinking low in the garden loam
Far away from a happy home
Tear the stamp from the paper skin
Let the open road finally begin
Kick the dirt from the heavy boot
Pull the memory out by the root
Workshop tools are all thick with grime
Frozen steady in a different time
But the card keeps a secret beat
Hiding out in the midday heat
A postcard waiting in the green
The prettiest sight he's ever seen
A faded wish on a glossy page
Locked away in a leafy cage
Fold it up in a denim fold
Turning copper into shiny gold
Driving fast to the city light
Leaving ghosts in the dead of night
A postcard waiting in the green
The prettiest sight he's ever seen
A faded wish on a glossy page
Locked away in a leafy cage
Just a card in the weeds
Now he's got what he needs
Yeah, hit the road!
