The Raveonettes Follow

At the head of the trail
Where are we going
So far away

Somebody told me
This is the place
Where everything's better
And everything's safe

Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone

Half and hour later
We packed up our things
Said we'd send letters
And all those little things

And they knew we were lyin'
But they smiled just the same
It seemed they'd already
Forgotten we came

Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone

Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood 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
That grows sweeter each season
As we slowly grow old

At the head of the trail
Where are we going