Gone Fer a Walk
From the morning to the mid-afternoon
The sun is high and a flower is in bloom
I could deliver my eyes to sleep
But we dive in the sheets and then we take to the street
Oh well, all of the farmers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town well we go for a walk
Light goes swimming all through the blinds
I was learning my breath and you were working your thighs
No complications, keeping issues inside
There's a place downtown with some good country pie
Oh well, all the famers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town well we go for a walk
Sometimes I feel like life just keeps slipping away
Night's always waiting, we pencil in time in the day
Hey you
Take all these minutes and hours that we have to play
Say...
All these farmers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town oh well we go for a walk
Clenching your toes and swinging your arms
We were missing some meals
We were fleeing the farm
Eyes growing wide and face getting flush
If pick up the pace, we can reap the rush
Oh, all the farmers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town well we go for a walk
Sometimes I feel like life just keeps slipping away
Night's always waiting, we pencil in time in the day
Hey you
Take all these minutes and hours that we have to play
Say...
All these farmers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town oh well we go for a walk
The sun is high and a flower is in bloom
I could deliver my eyes to sleep
But we dive in the sheets and then we take to the street
Oh well, all of the farmers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town well we go for a walk
Light goes swimming all through the blinds
I was learning my breath and you were working your thighs
No complications, keeping issues inside
There's a place downtown with some good country pie
Oh well, all the famers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town well we go for a walk
Sometimes I feel like life just keeps slipping away
Night's always waiting, we pencil in time in the day
Hey you
Take all these minutes and hours that we have to play
Say...
All these farmers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town oh well we go for a walk
Clenching your toes and swinging your arms
We were missing some meals
We were fleeing the farm
Eyes growing wide and face getting flush
If pick up the pace, we can reap the rush
Oh, all the farmers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town well we go for a walk
Sometimes I feel like life just keeps slipping away
Night's always waiting, we pencil in time in the day
Hey you
Take all these minutes and hours that we have to play
Say...
All these farmers they just grab on their crop
But the people in town oh well we go for a walk
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Rowe
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