The Late Innings

Lyrics

Down on the shore it’s all booked up
You just won’t believe what I’ve seen
Tourists everywhere
Spilling out of bars
Every avenue jammed with cars
No luck of getting an ocean view
This shack is the best we can do

This used to be divine, so fine
Who gave our secret away?
Blisters on your feet, crowded streets
Why should we bother to stay?
Pack up all your things, we’ll make our getaway
Grab ourselves a cab and jet right out of here
We’ll find some place to go
A place that no one knows

Gone are the days we could live as kings
And have this little jewel to ourselves
Lay out by the cove
Dive along the reef
Gaze upon the sights of the briny deep
Drinks by the bay in the afternoon
Too bad it had to end all too soon

This used to be divine, so fine
Who gave our secret away?
Blisters on your feet, crowded streets
Why should we bother to stay?
Pack up all your things, we’ll make our getaway
Grab ourselves a cab and jet right out of here
We’ll find some place to go
A place that no one knows

No reviews
Don’t spread the news
This time don’t tell anyone
Hide your tracks
And don’t look back
If we’re careful when it’s done
We’ll end up
On far-off shores
Where no one else can follow

Two seats are left on the next flight out
Let’s get as far from here as we can
Somewhere there’s a beach
Beautiful and clean
With not a single footprint to mar the scene
Not much remains that could keep me here
It’s time that we made a change of plans

This used to be divine, so fine
Who gave our secret away?
Blisters on your feet, crowded streets
Why should we bother to stay?
Pack up all your things, we’ll make our getaway
Grab ourselves a cab and jet right out of here
We’ll find some place to go
A place that no one knows