Lyrics: Matt Slocum / Music: Matt Slocum, Samuel Brinsley Ashworth
like a million parachutes
the snow's coming down
I lock up the front door
and turn the lights down
in the glow of the street lights,
I see them descend
like a million parachutes,
small men on a mission
I miss the warm,
and I miss the sun
and I miss the ocean,
I miss everyone
and I miss the bridges
that span across the bay
tonight it seems like ages ago
like a million parachutes
the snow still falls
the dogs are asleep now,
there's no one to call
I put on some records
and wait for the light
all those million parachutes,
now a blanket of white
I miss the warm,
and I miss the sun
I miss the ocean,
I miss everyone
and I miss the bridges
that span across the bay
tonight it seems like ages ago
[ Instrumental-Bridge ]
I miss the warm,
and I miss the sun
and I miss the ocean,
I miss everyone
and I miss the bridges
that span across the bay
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