Eight years old, never felt alone
Jumpin' bikes along South Main
The street's all split, but still our favorite
Stadium to play
Don't you fall, bloody asphalt
Will put you in your place
Or maybe Daddy will drag your ass back home again
Called out of second grade
My brother laughed with me to wait
It was a sunny day and the neighbor came
We all went to the lake
French fries and apple pies
Just fed 'em to the drakes
'Cause when Mama cries you don't eat right
And the world just shakes
Ghosts have no gravity, and the
Blood moon is pullin' free, and it's
All done circling the sun
Thunder the marching drums
Pullin' free
Free
Pullin' free
Thunder the marching drums
Obituaries and cemeteries
Tattoos with our name
We shed the tears and drank all the beers
Still felt everything
Don't you sleep, days incomplete
Never give up on a thing
'Cause 27's not heaven
But it's all it'll ever be
Ghosts have no gravity, and the
Blood moon is pullin' free, and it's
All done circling the sun
Thunder the marching drums
Pullin' free
Free
Pullin' free
Thunder the marching drums
Time moves on
Waits for no one
Time moves on
Build a f*ckin' legend
No way to prove it wrong
But I am here, so f*ck your fears
I don't care if you like my song
'Cause there's no re-run, no loaded gun
And no one ever won
'Cause 27's not heaven
What's done is done
Ghosts have no gravity, and the
Blood moon is pullin' free, and it's
All done circling the sun
Thunder the marching drums
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Eight years old, never felt alone
Jumpin' bikes along South Main
The street's all split, but still our favorite
Stadium to play
Don't you fall, bloody asphalt
Will put you in your place
Or maybe Daddy will drag your ass back home again
Called out of second grade
My brother laughed with me to wait
It was a sunny day and the neighbor came
We all went to the lake
French fries and apple pies
Just fed 'em to the drakes
'Cause when Mama cries you don't eat right
And the world just shakes
Ghosts have no gravity, and the
Blood moon is pullin' free, and it's
All done circling the sun
Thunder the marching drums
Pullin' free
Free
Pullin' free
Thunder the marching drums
Obituaries and cemeteries
Tattoos with our name
We shed the tears and drank all the beers
Still felt everything
Don't you sleep, days incomplete
Never give up on a thing
'Cause 27's not heaven
But it's all it'll ever be
Ghosts have no gravity, and the
Blood moon is pullin' free, and it's
All done circling the sun
Thunder the marching drums
Pullin' free
Free
Pullin' free
Thunder the marching drums
Time moves on
Waits for no one
Time moves on
Build a f*ckin' legend
No way to prove it wrong
But I am here, so f*ck your fears
I don't care if you like my song
'Cause there's no re-run, no loaded gun
And no one ever won
'Cause 27's not heaven
What's done is done
Ghosts have no gravity, and the
Blood moon is pullin' free, and it's
All done circling the sun
Thunder the marching drums
Jumpin' bikes along South Main
The street's all split, but still our favorite
Stadium to play
Don't you fall, bloody asphalt
Will put you in your place
Or maybe Daddy will drag your ass back home again
Called out of second grade
My brother laughed with me to wait
It was a sunny day and the neighbor came
We all went to the lake
French fries and apple pies
Just fed 'em to the drakes
'Cause when Mama cries you don't eat right
And the world just shakes
Ghosts have no gravity, and the
Blood moon is pullin' free, and it's
All done circling the sun
Thunder the marching drums
Pullin' free
Free
Pullin' free
Thunder the marching drums
Obituaries and cemeteries
Tattoos with our name
We shed the tears and drank all the beers
Still felt everything
Don't you sleep, days incomplete
Never give up on a thing
'Cause 27's not heaven
But it's all it'll ever be
Ghosts have no gravity, and the
Blood moon is pullin' free, and it's
All done circling the sun
Thunder the marching drums
Pullin' free
Free
Pullin' free
Thunder the marching drums
Time moves on
Waits for no one
Time moves on
Build a f*ckin' legend
No way to prove it wrong
But I am here, so f*ck your fears
I don't care if you like my song
'Cause there's no re-run, no loaded gun
And no one ever won
'Cause 27's not heaven
What's done is done
Ghosts have no gravity, and the
Blood moon is pullin' free, and it's
All done circling the sun
Thunder the marching drums
Writer: Timothy Newton
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