We spotted the ocean at the head of the trail
Where are we going, so far away?
And 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 an hour later we packed up our things
Said we'd send letters and all of those little things
And they knew we were lying, but they smiled just the same
Seemed they'd already forgotten we'd came
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
Grows sweeter each season, as we slowly grow old
Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone
