From the recording Symbols and Signs

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Lyrics

Don’t wake her up
It’s getting cold
In this ocean town
I’m feeling bold

With an endless view of water
We are hundreds of miles from home
And my courage is laced with alcohol
I don’t know where this goes

So we drove
Towards any hope

So here we are
There’s no back up plan
I can barely eat
My clothes taste like sand

And I’m getting a little tired
Of waking up to this sunset
It’s on a list of things down here
That I really need to forget

So we drove
Towards any hope

Angela I’m sorry
I don’t mean to compare
Angela I’m sorry
I know none of this is fair
Angela I’m sorry
things aren’t going well
Angela I’m sorry
I only ever wanted to help