American Aquarium - Chicamacomico lyrics
[American Aquarium - Chicamacomico lyrics]
Pack up your bags, babe
We're going for a ride
No, I can't tell you where
That would ruin the surprise
This winter just won't end
Lord, knows what we've been through
It's been the kind of year that damn
Near broke us clean in two
Let's head down to the shoreline and
Wash off all this blame
Swim out past the breakers just
To curse the maker's name
Try to find that piece of us
We lost all those years ago
Out on the sinking sands of Chicamacomico
I swear I'm gonna lose my mind
If I have to hear about God's
Plan one more goddamn time
I'm just staring at the sky
Begging for an excuse
I never knew hard until I took apart
That room that never got used
So let's head down to the shoreline
And wash off all this blame
Swim out past the breakers just
To curse the maker's name
Try to find that piece of us
We lost all those years ago
Out on the sinking sands of Chicamacomico
I'll never pretend
To know what you're going through
But, you ain't the only one
Who lost something that day
Honey, I lost him too
So let's head down to the shoreline
And wash off all this blame
Swim out past the breakers just
To curse the maker's name
Try to find that piece of us
We lost all those years ago
Out on the sinking sands of Chicamacomico
We're going for a ride
No, I can't tell you where
That would ruin the surprise
This winter just won't end
Lord, knows what we've been through
It's been the kind of year that damn
Near broke us clean in two
Let's head down to the shoreline and
Wash off all this blame
Swim out past the breakers just
To curse the maker's name
Try to find that piece of us
We lost all those years ago
Out on the sinking sands of Chicamacomico
I swear I'm gonna lose my mind
If I have to hear about God's
Plan one more goddamn time
I'm just staring at the sky
Begging for an excuse
I never knew hard until I took apart
That room that never got used
So let's head down to the shoreline
And wash off all this blame
Swim out past the breakers just
To curse the maker's name
Try to find that piece of us
We lost all those years ago
Out on the sinking sands of Chicamacomico
I'll never pretend
To know what you're going through
But, you ain't the only one
Who lost something that day
Honey, I lost him too
So let's head down to the shoreline
And wash off all this blame
Swim out past the breakers just
To curse the maker's name
Try to find that piece of us
We lost all those years ago
Out on the sinking sands of Chicamacomico