Never Going Back to Shore
It only takes three drinks and I'm a kid
Riding bikes while the leaves are falling
The colors red and orange flood the ground
And crunch under the wheels
A flash of lightning crosses through the sky
But panic wouldn't even cross your mind
Dad would sit there in our old garage
Watching the rain
A storm is coming in
There's nowhere left to hide
Every boat is different
And we try to keep them dry
The water's flooding in
And I'm never going back to shore
This deck gets awful empty all alone
So I call my friend John on the radio
And we talk about the ways we could break free
Winds pull us out of reach
These days when you look way out at night
You can see the outline where the water meets the sky
And someday I'll float out there to that dark tone
Where no one else would go
A storm is coming in
There's nowhere left to hide
Every boat is different
And we try to keep them dry
The water's flooding in
But I'm never going back to shore
Most would wonder what's beyond the waves
But five miles from our eyes is what God gave
And those who try to sail without a plan
End up right back in the sand
A storm is coming in
There's nowhere left to hide
Every boat is different
And we try to keep them dry
The water's flooding in
And I'm never going back to shore
I'm never going back to shore
Riding bikes while the leaves are falling
The colors red and orange flood the ground
And crunch under the wheels
A flash of lightning crosses through the sky
But panic wouldn't even cross your mind
Dad would sit there in our old garage
Watching the rain
A storm is coming in
There's nowhere left to hide
Every boat is different
And we try to keep them dry
The water's flooding in
And I'm never going back to shore
This deck gets awful empty all alone
So I call my friend John on the radio
And we talk about the ways we could break free
Winds pull us out of reach
These days when you look way out at night
You can see the outline where the water meets the sky
And someday I'll float out there to that dark tone
Where no one else would go
A storm is coming in
There's nowhere left to hide
Every boat is different
And we try to keep them dry
The water's flooding in
But I'm never going back to shore
Most would wonder what's beyond the waves
But five miles from our eyes is what God gave
And those who try to sail without a plan
End up right back in the sand
A storm is coming in
There's nowhere left to hide
Every boat is different
And we try to keep them dry
The water's flooding in
And I'm never going back to shore
I'm never going back to shore
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