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-
