Wash the Shore

Salt on the dashboard, headlights facing the bay
Your denim jacket keeping the damp away
We never talked about where the morning goes
Just watching foam break over our frozen toes.

Two paper cups gone cold on the hood
Pretending quiet means we understood
The highway hums behind the wooden fence
Nothing we built could ever make much sense.

Your fingers trace the rust along the door
We swore we'd never stand on this gray shore
Yet here we are, running out of low tide
With all the things we promised we would hide.

So wash the shore, take the last of me
Throw our names into the open sea
Before the dawn turns this water gold
We are the saddest story never told.

Now look at me, don't look down at the sand
Let go of everything you couldn't stand
The taillights glow like dying embers red
Every goodbye was already said.

So wash the shore, take the last of me
Throw our names into the open sea
Before the dawn turns this water gold
We are the saddest story never told.

Turn the key, let the engine start
Drive away before it breaks my heart.

So wash the shore, take the last of me
Throw our names into the open sea
Before the dawn turns this water gold
We are the saddest story never told.