I leave it to the campus
I leave it to the sound
Of the record from the next room
To take me out tonight
I’ll make it to the sand cove
And one day I will write this in a film
When I’m grasping at the last straws
Of youth and why it ends
And there’s a circus down below
Who wants a drink and who’ll go for a smoke
Oh they’re flying kites up in the wind
Baby I’ll be bold if you want me
Though I circle around the drain
I’ve figured out it’s all the same
I’m still empty at the end of the day
As soon as I’m alone
I leave it to the campus
I leave it to the sound
Of the record from the next room
To take me out tonight
I’ll make it to the sand cove
And one day I will write this in a film
When I’m grasping at the last straws
Of youth and how it ends
Baby I’ll be bold if you want me
Though I circle around the drain
I’ve figured out it’s all the same
I’m still empty at the end of the day
As soon as I’m alone
I’ll make it to the sand cove
And one day I will write this in a film
When I’m grasping at the last straws
Of youth and how it ends
