Robert Francis

Lyrics to Junebug



Junebug, I remember everything

The blue carpeted floors, the tall wooden doors

I held you in my arms

Junebug, I’d burn down a picture of a house

Say it was ours, when we didn’t need it anymore



And that was when I loved you best

We were kids then

We shouldn’t think about the rest.



Oooooh aaaaaah oooohh



You’d put the moon in a basket

On your bike front by the coast

The way your face lit up in pale grief you were a ghost.

You liked to play with darkness

All the universe could give.

I was the home you once tried to escape

The dark in which you lived.



And soon they’d find you laying there

on several different homes

They’d find you laying on their porches,

did you need to use the phone?

And lure you into their rooms,

That was the last I heard of June.

That was love I could not allow



You were beautiful then,

You’re just a coke jaw now.



Oooooh aaaaaah oooohh



I remember everything

I remember everything

I remember everything

ooooh ... oooooh

Ohhhhh



You were beautiful then. I’m still in too deep.



Oooooh aaaaaah oooohh