Testo di 'Carolina Coast' di The Collection

It's that time of year when my eyes are misting all day long
And the bones that hold my mind are prone to breaking
And the Carolina coast feels like a friend that once was close
Or a feeling from a dream I could not shake

So I am packing all my things into the smallest bag I have
And I am hoping that the salty air can cure just like my mama said
And reading Rumi talk of God like he always was a friend
I hope that's how I will remember him
I hope that's how I will remember him

The whole way there, I was worried about how you would see me
Yeah I never quite got used to this here body
But the sun was shining bright and casting fairies on the sea
And so I never even thought, once, to say sorry

So I am taking all our things and placing them onto the sand
And I am thinking about how your hand feels almost like my own hand
And about how we make plans but we don't always follow through
Yeah I hope that's how I will remember you
I hope that is how I will remember you

There were three new words tied into the rope that we had found
As the day began to spread across our shores
You looked upon the world as if it all was hallowed ground
And the future was a dream I could ignore

So I am taking all my bags and throwing them into the sea
And I am hoping that your hand will stay this close to my body
And we will stay as long as it feels good, and then we'll leave
Yeah I hope that's how you will remember me
I hope that is how you will remember me
I hope that is how you will remember me