Saltwater Heart - Switchfoot
Talking with myself in a land-locked parking lot
cough drop dripping from my mouth like a long shot
My writer's blocking oh oh oh
Sick of all the small talk, dripping non-stop
from the open-mouth graves of the faux hawk cinder block malls
my blood clot pen oh oh oh
Oh maybe I could break clean
Yea, maybe I could break clean
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
I can feel your open arms
That pure emotion
I'm finally free again
By my own explosion
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
Saltwater running through my veins like a blind spot
Like I got caught, saltwater like a teardrop
With a saltwater heart oh oh oh
Now it's an abstract thought but I've been thinking non-stop
'bout the fact that my body's made most out of raindrops
With a saltwater heart oh oh oh
Oh maybe I could wash clean
Yea maybe I could believe
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
I can feel your open arms
That pure emotion
I'm finally free again
By my own explosion
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
Maybe I could wash clean
Yea maybe I could wash clean
all my land-locked dreams
And maybe I could believe
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
I can feel your open arms
That pure emotion
I'm finally free again
Like my own explosion
We're on your shore again
I can feel the ocean
I can feel the ocean
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