Floating Friends - Archers of Loaf

All of my friends have floated away

They clog up the valley and drift up to outer space

It was just like the old ones

Just like the times before

When all of my friends floated away

They always cry out, one by one

(Living in their pockets, living in their pockets)

They were always sincere

Hip to the freshest ideas

The latest ideas

I’m clinging to fresh, new mistakes

I’ve got some new faults to force on you

It won’t be hard to prove you wrong

It’s never hard to prove you wrong

When I’m clinging to fresh, new mistakes

And I’ve got a smile one mile long

(Hidden in their pockets, Hidden in their pockets)

I’m always sincere

Hip to the latest ideas

The freshest ideas

All of my friends have floated away

Connect the valley to the astral plane

All of my friends have floated away

Connect the valley to the astral plane

All of my friends have floated away

Connect the valley to the astral plane

All of my friends have floated away

Connect the valley to the astral plane