On Division St - Nation of Language

You buried me

Right where I belonged

You buried me

Right where I belonged

And still, I’m waiting there

On division st

I would like to find the answers I was always rudely denied

A song so sweet

From back when I was born

The loving creak

Of floorboards by the door

Hopeful I waited, hopeful I called

But no one would answer at all

On division st

I would like to find the answers I was always rudely denied