Adventuresome from Trickle Truth by animatic

We were adventuresome when we were young
Rusted nails in a pale and the scrap wood in the yard
I was a trouble maker of things in the trees
In the forest of my father's house
In the basement of my mother's house
In the kitchen, the aroma, making toast with butter, sugar, and cinnamon

The whole neighborhood vibe is gone
No more parties on the lawn, Now it's screens, all alone in your home No more barbeques, jazz and blues
Everyone lock your doors (I was tricksome)

We were adventuresome when we were young, We would stay outside all day!
In the forest of my father's house
In the basement of my mother's house
In the living room, in the glow, always silent, drawing maidens and dragons, drawing dragons

The whole neighborhood vibe is gone...
Ooh we were adventuresome, hallelujah

• Rock
• indie pop rock
• rock and roll
• Ann Arbor