Walk on the Ocean-Toad the Wet Sprocket.

We spotted the ocean
At the head of the trail.
Where are we going, so far away.
Somebody told me that this is the place
Where everythings better
and everythings safe.

Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Woe becomes bone.

Half an hour later
we packed up our things
Said we'd send letters,
and all of those little things
They knew we were lying
But they smiled just the same.
Seemed they'd already
forgotten we came.

Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Woe becomes bone.

Now back at the homestead
Where the air makes you choke
And people don't know you,
trust is a joke.

Don't even have pictures
Just memories to hold
Grow sweetly each season,
as we slowly grow old.