Chicamacomico

Pack up your bags, babe
We're going for a ride
No, I can't tell you where, that would ruin the surprise
This winter just won't end
Lord, knows what we've been through
It's been the kind of year that damn near broke us clean in two

Let's head down to the shoreline and wash off all this blame
Swim out past the breakers just to curse the maker's name
Try to find that piece of us we lost all those years ago
Out on the sinking sands of Chicamacomico

I swear I'm gonna lose my mind
If I have to hear about God's plan one more god damn time
I'm just staring at the sky, begging for an excuse
I never knew hard until I took apart that room that never got used

I'll never pretend
To know what you're going through
But you ain't the only one who lost something that day
Honey, I lost him too.