Swim Team Philosopher
๐ต 503 characters
โฑ๏ธ 6:02 duration
๐ ID: 4355844
๐ Lyrics
Leave the light on, through the floorboards.
It's the California winter.
As the jet planes draw in straight lines to the radio tower.
You went mad for three plus years.
Playing shows across Sacramento with a song and dance man.
I was an average downhill runner.
My new shirt was torn at the elbows from too much football.
Leave the light on through the floorboards
My new shirt was torn from too much football practice.
Signals waved their goodbyes,
But the ways were unclear,
Like rules of football.
It's the California winter.
As the jet planes draw in straight lines to the radio tower.
You went mad for three plus years.
Playing shows across Sacramento with a song and dance man.
I was an average downhill runner.
My new shirt was torn at the elbows from too much football.
Leave the light on through the floorboards
My new shirt was torn from too much football practice.
Signals waved their goodbyes,
But the ways were unclear,
Like rules of football.