Round Trip
Marcoca
4:01Cast all of your plans aside You're bound to find your peace down the line Soon you'll be away from dust and noise Beyond concrete on some foreign soil The pennies you don't spend one pile And working for the man seems vile Soon you'll be the on the verge of paradise Beneath green leaves with ocean in your eyes And as you cut all your ties to find out What it means to Trade it all For a solitary dance among the corals Will you float or drown When the sun bleeds up on melancholy shows You haven't thought of home in a while And no one seems to care for a drifter in denial Soon you'll see the road won't ease your mind And all your dreams will wear off with the tide And as you start to comply, you'll Find out what it means to Trade it all For a solitary dance among the corals Will you float or drown When the sun bleeds up a melancholy shore And that's you, ask why No one's there to hear you lonely cry And that's your dreams die You'll head on to drown some other time