"The Yard" lyrics

The face that can't be rote
I go through all the notes
And where the words are hung
Tried every one and sung
In every wobbly key
And miss so majorly
Guess all the love can't be
Sung [?]

Ramble on and overflow
The only song I ever know
Is the one you're singing into me

The feelings fill the blanks
In frequent seas of thanks
The strum vibrates the drum
Another leaf gets spun
Into the breeze and out
Without a shred of doubt
They all lie spread about
The yard

Ramble on and overflow
The only song I ever know
Is the one you're singing into me