Track 8 of the album Borrowed Time · 2017
Gym Floor Confetti
“The streamers hang like tired flags and the janitor pushes a broom. We sang this one to an empty gym and it filled right up.”
folk rock · nostalgic anthem · bright jangle · 3:08
Lyrics
The streamers hang like tired flags from the basketball hoop The janitor's pushing a broom through a sleepy group Paper cups and balloons on the polished gym floor Nobody wants to be the first one out the door The DJ's packing up his speakers, but we're not done We're singing to the rafters, we're the last ones Oh, gym floor confetti, shining in the light We were sixteen, we were golden, we were dancing all night Oh, gym floor confetti, scattered at our feet Take a little handful, put it in your pocket, it's a keepsake sweet Your corsage is wilting but you're holding it tight Somebody's tie is a bandana in the parking lot light Sneakers on the bleachers, dress shoes in a pile We're slow dancing in our socks, and we've never felt so alive The DJ's packing up his speakers, but we're not done We're singing to the rafters, we're the last ones Oh, gym floor confetti, shining in the light We were sixteen, we were golden, we were dancing all night Oh, gym floor confetti, scattered at our feet Take a little handful, put it in your pocket, it's a keepsake sweet And years will run like highways, and the gym will fade to grey But I'll still see the glitter in the lights of yesterday So sweep it up, sweep it up, but save a little for me Gym floor confetti, that's where we used to be Oh, gym floor confetti, shining in the light We were sixteen, we were golden, we were dancing all night Oh, gym floor confetti, scattered at our feet Take a little handful, put it in your pocket, it's a keepsake sweet Gym floor confetti, shining in the light We were golden, we were dancing all night