Jacarandas Lyrics

Jacarandas, cul-de-sac

Sliding down the stairs, new beige carpet

Life ain't move slower, just lay back

In our suburb San Diego home

Nanny always told me to chase my dreams

Filled my basket up with butter coffee and cream

She's got family recipes that aren't written down

In a sunburnt little suburb north of old town

There's whiskey in a old crystal carafe

My grandpa sitting sofa, the markets collapse

If you don't have an award, don't interrupt his shows

In a tidy triple story empty condo

Jacarandas, new sidewalk

Velvet covered cushions, picture of Elvis

One way ticket outta Mexico

So our family could live like kings

Jacarandas, visitor spot

Leather covered cushions, picture of presidio hill

We we were just children wish for our own

Suburb San Diego home

Grandma kept her butter as she kept her home

Open to the world, as afghan throws

She never worried much for appearances

She kept it simple how I miss her Christmases

A mission style home, she visited twice

We keep our doors open--she would have liked

We keep our butter in the fridge, cause some things got to change

But Christmases and holidays are Ellen's ways

Jacarandas, new log home

Emerald green carpet, log always burning up

We're in the canyons, BB guns

When our family lived like one

Jacarandas, corner store

Playing with our kids, hard wood floors

Our families always growin' it'll grow some more

In our suburb San Diego home

And If there's a heaven

Then my families up there looking down

I'm sure that it's pleasant

Seventy degrees, covered in purple trees

Jacarandas and a new sidewalk

Velvet covered cushions, picture of Elvis

One way ticket outta Mexico

So our family could live like kings

Jacarandas, visitor spot

Leather covered cushions, a picture of presidio hill

We we were just children wish for our own

Suburb San Diego home

Jacarandas and a new log home

Emerald green carpet, a log always burning up

We're in the canyons, BB guns

When our family lived like one

Jacarandas and a corner store

Sliding with our kids on our hard wood floors

Our families always growin' it'll grow some more

In our suburb San Diego home