Tossing out our life plans
Out the sunroof with your hands
I think the sky is full of
My new calling
We were ex post facto
Pouring gas on a firework show
Everything's in slow-mo
As we're falling
Tying it like you meant it
Trying it like we'd invented it
One more for her collection
A t-shirt to toss in a drawer
She's the queen of the ocean
I'm washing up on the shore
Fingers in the soft sand
I was probably hard to understand
We were needing shelter, but I burned it
Wading on the shoreline
You and I could be so proud at times
I was always fighting with the current
Tying it like you meant it
Trying it like we'd invented it
One more for her collection
A t-shirt to toss in a drawer
She's the queen of the ocean
I'm washing up on the shore
Hell, I'll never get it back
So say goodbye
A full moon, lo in the sky
One more for her collection
A t-shirt to toss in a drawer
She's the queen of the ocean
I'm washing up on the shore
One more for her collection
A t-shirt to toss in a drawer
She's the queen of the ocean
I'm washing up on the shore