Reel Seats

I'm doing this too much... Sorry....

"She Sells"
With the lines intertwined on our shell shocked feet,
and the tide lost her mind with the sand as our front row seat.
The ocean it rolled, as we laughed at the stars,
our cigarettes now cold as we forget who we are.

And I don't mind the feelings we had that night and everything'll be alright cause the future's fine.

Look out past the edge my unattainable friend,
just another city ledge and your voice is in the wind.
The breakers do their part, as the sound it whispers past,
just another sandy heart, cause the castle's weren't built to last.

And I don't mind, the feelings we had that night and everything'll be alright cause the future's fine.

So reel in the fake things, that you think that you have caught.
Even though it will bring, what you know you've already got.

And I don't mind, the feelings we had that night, and everything'll be alright cause the future's mine.