When I look on the crashing waves
I think how they’ve made us slaves
we’re just living out today
on the compost of yesterday
the barons they love to play
on the backs of the underpaid
at least that’s what we used to say
on the top of the heap today
The sun goes down
on this sleepy seaside town
and the surf is singing me to sleep tonight
the wind and rain
won’t bother me again
til I wake up knowing everything's alright
Now I’m back to the island way
I traded my car away
for a bike and a boat today
on this island I’ll pass away
The sun goes down
on this sleepy seaside town
and the surf is singing me to sleep tonight
the wind and rain
won’t bother me again
til I wake up knowing everything's alright
One small step
toward the limits
toward the limits
Could we build
everything we love
right here
credits
from 52 Weeks,
released January 1, 2014
Written and performed by Stephen Poff except for Bass by Clinton Kirby.
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