Saltwater Heart – Switchfoot

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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