Paper Boy

Out here exploring I'm the paper boy
I've got a route that I tend to enjoy
Rarely the air is cold but it'll sting
Mostly the air is warm and trees will swing
They'll swing

Straight into another one
Branches fall, the storm has come
Feel yourself falling like the rain
How could I know how I felt?
Slowly dropping down the well
Grab the rope and pull me back up safe
Back up safe

Out here lost in the trees and fog
Buried under all the dirt and rocks
Can you reach down and take my hand?
I just need someone that understands
Understands

How to feel it in your lungs
Branches fall, the storm has come
Feel yourself falling like the rain
How could I know how I felt?
Slowly dropping down the well
Grab a rope and pull me back up safe
Back up safe

Straight into another one
Branches fall, the storm has come
Feel yourself falling like the rain
How could I know how I felt?
Slowly dropping down the well
Grab the rope and pull me back up safe
Back up safe



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Craddock
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