To the Sea

With your hand over your heart
And your Boy Scout face
You win a new merit badge
For a weakness for faith

For a love of strangers
For a love of danger
That most people don't feel
Because they don't really feel

They're like tables and chairs
They're like forks and knives
They're like planes and trains
Hear 'em bump in the night

The songs live all alone
They just wash up on the bank
Their souls are beautiful
But finally start to stink

Their souls aren't talking
And there are no choirs singing
It's just the pull of the ocean
Not even freedom is ringing

It's just a river through Memphis
It's just a song by Led Zeppelin
You 'gotta whole lotta love'
They want the sound of heaven

And that was all you could give ‘em

Yeah, that was all you could give ‘em
For people wouldn't be caught dead
To be seen really living

Grace is always forgotten but never forgiven

And I know all of this because I'm just like ‘em
I'm like some dirty old spy outside the Garden of Eden
They say that fear is a gift, well it kept me breathing
You thought I was busy?
Well I was just busy running

Running from your beauty
Some run from the devil
Some from their own history
Some run from their hopes
And some run to the sea
Stupid, don't you agree?

Grace is always forgotten but never forgiven