WE SPOTTED THE OCEAN
AT THE HEAD
OF THE TRAIL
WHERE ARE WE GOIN'
SO FAR AWAY
SOMEBODY TOLD ME
THIS IS THE PLACE
WHERE EVERYTHING'S
BETTER
AND EVERYTHING'S SAFE
WALK ON THE OCEAN
STEP ON THE STONES
FLESH BECOMES WATER
WOOD BECOMES BONE
AND HALF AN HOUR
LATER
WE PACKED UP
OUR THINGS
SAID WE'D SEND LETTERS
AND ALL OF THOSE
LITTLE THINGS
AND THEY KNEW
WE WERE LYIN'
BUT THEY SMILED
JUST THE SAME
SEEMS THEY ALREADY
FORGOTTEN WE CAME
WALK ON THE OCEAN
STEP ON THE STONES
FLESH BECOMES WATER
WOOD BECOMES BONE
WALK ON THE OCEAN
STEP ON THE STONES
FLESH BECOMES WATER
WOOD BECOMES BONE
NOW BACK AT
THE HOMESTEAD
WHERE THE AIR
MAKES YOU CHOKE
AND PEOPLE
DON'T KNOW YOU
AND TRUST IS A JOKE
DON'T EVEN HAVE
PICTURES
JUST MEMORIES TO HOLD
GROWS SWEETER
EACH SEASON
AS WE SLOWLY
GROW OLD
WALK ON THE OCEAN
STEP ON THE STONES
FLESH BECOMES WATER
WOOD BECOMES BONE
WALK ON THE OCEAN
STEP ON THE STONES
FLESH BECOMES WATER
WOOD BECOMES BONE
WALK ON THE OCEAN
STEP ON THE STONES
FLESH BECOMES WATER
WOOD BECOMES BONE