Gold Coast

I shot out the light across your alley
I wanted to get a full night’s sleep
I said it was good to feel well-rested
You said I was in too deep

I broke off your record player’s needle
I wanted to hear something new
As if I could add to your collection
As if I could take care of you

And you know how to find the Northern lights
And you know how to fight wildfires
And you know the Latin names for every tree
But you don’t know me

I guess I deserved to learn a lesson –
Sometimes I deserve a talking-to
I tried to believe in your intentions
But they don’t come out how you intend them to

And you know every road to the Gold Coast
And when to find the tide at its lowest
And how to skip the heaviest rocks across the sea
But you do not know me