Lyrics
Drifter, a work of art
Wringing your hands
Marking the sand
Such a shame and I swear it looks as if you've seen a ghost
Oh I swear it looks as if you've seen a ghost
Anybody out there
Did someone save the lawn chairs
Cause who knew our baby could swim
I hear the branches creaking
But my lemongrass is steeping
Oh thank god our baby can swim
(Swim)
Thunder lost by art
Sketching swallows
Lightning follows
And I can't imagine how else it could go
No, I can't imagine how else it could go
Anybody out there
Did someone save the lawn chairs
Cause who knew our baby could swim
I hear the branches creaking
But my lemongrass is steeping
Oh thank god our baby can swim
Written by: Will Harrison
