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 

And somebody told me that this is the place 

Where everything's better, everything's safe 

Walk on the ocean 

Step on the stones 

Flesh becomes water 

Wood becomes bone 

And half and hour later we packed up our things 
We said we'd send letters and all those little things 
And they knew we were lying but they smiled just the same 
It seemed they'd already forgotten we'd came 

Now we're back at the homestead 

Where the air makes you choke 

And people don't know you 

And trust is a joke 

We don't even have pictures 

Just memories to hold 

That grow sweeter each season 

As we slowly grow old