Sebago
I thought that I was such a big shot
Leaving home to move a thousand miles away
I couldn't wait to leave New England
Couldn't think of a good reason to stay
I never thought that I would miss the ocean
Always thought that that was just a phrase
But I guess it takes a lonely southern summer
To really miss the waves
At Old Orchard beach
But I don't care what eighteen-year-old me said
I'll always be in love with the state of Maine
I'll keep my memories up there in Sebago
'Til I can go and visit them again
A couple years ago they sold our cabin
And then the owner tore it down for some extra space
Even though it's no longer existent
I still say that it's my favorite place
People say that I'm so sentimental
But it's just cause I know nothing stays the same
So maybe if I keep a couple heirlooms
They can keep me anchored in the change
Cause I don't care what eighteen-year-old me said
I'll always be in love with the state of Maine
I'll keep my memories up there in Sebago
'Til I can go and visit them again
Well it's cranberry paint and a creaky back door
And long conversations on a wraparound porch
Nana would sing but she can't do that anymore
The people made the place and that we can't restore
Cause now I know about what love and loss means
Somehow the world still spins after she's gone
But I remember her up in Sebago
And I can hear her in my favorite songs
So I will honor her and sing along
Leaving home to move a thousand miles away
I couldn't wait to leave New England
Couldn't think of a good reason to stay
I never thought that I would miss the ocean
Always thought that that was just a phrase
But I guess it takes a lonely southern summer
To really miss the waves
At Old Orchard beach
But I don't care what eighteen-year-old me said
I'll always be in love with the state of Maine
I'll keep my memories up there in Sebago
'Til I can go and visit them again
A couple years ago they sold our cabin
And then the owner tore it down for some extra space
Even though it's no longer existent
I still say that it's my favorite place
People say that I'm so sentimental
But it's just cause I know nothing stays the same
So maybe if I keep a couple heirlooms
They can keep me anchored in the change
Cause I don't care what eighteen-year-old me said
I'll always be in love with the state of Maine
I'll keep my memories up there in Sebago
'Til I can go and visit them again
Well it's cranberry paint and a creaky back door
And long conversations on a wraparound porch
Nana would sing but she can't do that anymore
The people made the place and that we can't restore
Cause now I know about what love and loss means
Somehow the world still spins after she's gone
But I remember her up in Sebago
And I can hear her in my favorite songs
So I will honor her and sing along
Credits
Writer(s): Grace O'shea
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