1820

Salutations, 1820 In's moving a family of five To warm the staircases and doorknobs It's keeping our memory alive I close my eyes I'm riding bikes down Cedarwood with Grant I'm holding hands with my ma The evening light off the swimming pool Reflecting so many good times It keeps us tethered But now we're just bounding And now we're just bounding outward Bounding Bounding outward Bounding, bounding I hope my brother leaves behind his crab shell In the path that he wakes And that my sister finds love and light In the heart of any man that she dates And if Timbo sold the farm then we would have No concept left of a home But to follow our mother, my gardenia And her hearth down every darkened road Oh but now we're just bounding Now we're just bounding outward Oh now we're just bounding Now we're just bounding outward And now we're just bounding Now we're just bounding outward Bounding Bound-