Traffic and Sound - Gus Black

Not that we’re gold

Chasin' dogs in the snow

I don’t know I thought it twice

Chemicals and perfect eyes

It’s casual

Casual

High hopes, high hopes

Come back around

Off this rope a dope

Of traffic and sound

Me cinescope captured your smile

With high hopes

High hopes

High hopes

Right in this song

Devine cat crawled inside my head

But she don’t want to say it twice

Calicos and baby mice

It’s casual

Casual

High hopes, high hopes

Come back around

Off this rope a dope

Of traffic and sound

Me cinescope captured your smile

With high hopes

High hopes

High hopes

Come back around

Off this rope a dope

Of traffic and sound

Me cinescope captured your smile

With high hopes

High hopes

High hopes