Walk On The Ocean

we spotted the ocean

at the head of the trail

where are we going,

so far away

and somebody told me

that this is the place

where everything＇s better,

everything＇s safe



walk on the ocean

step on the stones

flesh becomes water

wood becomes bone



and half and hour later

we packed up our things

we said we＇d send letters

and all those little things

and they knew we were lying

but they smiled just the same

it seemed they＇d already

forgotten we＇d came



now we＇re back at the homestead

where the air makes you choke

and people don＇t know you

and trust is a joke

we don＇t even have pictures

just memories to hold

that grow sweeter each season

as we slowly grow old