The Grove - Brasstronaut

We used to trace our names in the bright white sand

And crawl into the jungle on our knees and hands

We settled at the edge of a coral tongue

Summoned by the pulse of a warm steel drum

With the lights of Miami in distant view

Easy money came quick and caught up to you

You used to run around with the bright white swan

But now my better instinct tells me that she’s long gone

(Gone gone gone gone)

When your locks got picked it was on the news

The shadows of confession made your features seem older, bolder

And you searched in vain for your marveled swan

You’re calling out her name, but she’s long long gone

(Gone gone gone gone)

Take a look at my face

Take a look at my hands

On account of the charge

I’m a shell of a man

Did you think they would rescue you?

Pull you out of the cage

And put you back on the catamaran

(Hey man)

Take away the facade

The collection of cars

On account of the charge

I’m a helluva man

Did you think they would come for you?

Pull you out of the cage

And put you back on the catamaran

(Hey man, hey man)

Take a look at my life

Take a look at my kids

On account of the charge

I’m a shell of a man

Did you think they would come for you

Pull you out of the cage

And put you back on the catamaran

(Hey man)

Take away the facade

The collection of cars

On account of the charge

I’m a helluva man

Did you think they would come for you

Pull you out of the cage

And put you back on the catamaran

(Hey man)