open seas

Nada Surf

There s no record, there s no trace
There s nothing that anyone can see left on your face
There s no method, there s no crime
To get from there to here was never a straight line

But I dream of the open seas
They re waiting for me
They re waiting patiently

I draw outside the lines
Like a fraud sometimes
With cans of paint
It comes in waves
Another night between
Debating wants and needs
But no complaint

The shower runs into a river
The river runs into the sea
Up to clouds that bring it back
And it s raining down on me

Some feelings they follow through hot and through cold
Attached like a kite that I don t want to hold
It took ages to learn it s ok
Can t let go, just get out of the way

I dream of the open seas
They re waiting for me
They re waiting patiently

I stopped reading about Jesus
Started reading about Elvis
Pre-army days like a parable
Hiding out with Juanico
Time
Is on our heels
Is on our heels
Is on our heels

The phone on my chest plays Jimmy Webb
And I feel myself out on the line
Wanting you for all time