The Wicks - This Old Game Lyrics

Summer lights the houses
On the way back up through the mountains
Here it is without it
It's a path and you don't want to slip
I can hear the swallows
As they dip towards the water turning back
Hey love if this exists
You'd be happy
I'd be pissed
Flying on the water
Til the sun goes down
In the middle of the day
Here it is without it
It's a game that you don't want to win
I can hear the thunder
See the lanterns, by the fire getting high
Little heart leaning in the sun
Where you go you came from
Isn't it a summer
Isn't it a way through the awful days
If you didn't know it
If you were lost in the dark waves
Think I had the one
But it might already be done
I can't say
This old game, this old game
Still runnnin' from a hurricane
This old game, this old game
Has it always been this way
This old game, this old game
Still runnin' from a hurricane