We walked down to our old school grounds
Shoes slipping on the gravel and the wet leaves all around
You always wanted, always wanted to leave this town
Rain dripping through the trees
Experimenting with our psyche on the ground
And the limits to what our minds could tolerate
Talking all night about anything and everything
Slipping in our windows at the break of daylight
I've always been an optimist
And I knew there was more to life
Than our wet shoes, our petty plight
Our disruptions to the world
Always an atheist, chasing the light
Always a dreamer laying awake all night
Always a set of hands on a mortal coil
Always a body born of soil
Distant Futures - Wet Leaves Lyrics
Distant Futures - Wet Leaves Lyrics
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We walked down to our old school grounds
Shoes slipping on the gravel and the wet leaves all around
You always wanted, always wanted to leave this town
Rain dripping through the trees
Experimenting with our psyche on the ground
And the limits to what our minds could tolerate
Talking all night about anything and everything
Slipping in our windows at the break of daylight
I've always been an optimist
And I knew there was more to life
Than our wet shoes, our petty plight
Our disruptions to the world
Always an atheist, chasing the light
Always a dreamer laying awake all night
Always a set of hands on a mortal coil
Always a body born of soil
Shoes slipping on the gravel and the wet leaves all around
You always wanted, always wanted to leave this town
Rain dripping through the trees
Experimenting with our psyche on the ground
And the limits to what our minds could tolerate
Talking all night about anything and everything
Slipping in our windows at the break of daylight
I've always been an optimist
And I knew there was more to life
Than our wet shoes, our petty plight
Our disruptions to the world
Always an atheist, chasing the light
Always a dreamer laying awake all night
Always a set of hands on a mortal coil
Always a body born of soil
Writer: Jesse Gander
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