Beach House - On The Sea

Out on the sea we'd be forgiven
 Our bodies stopped the spirit leaving
 Wouldn't you like to know how far you've got left to go

 Somebody's child
 Nobody made you
 It's not what you stole its what they gave you
 In or out you go
 In your silence your soul

 Would you rather go unwilling
 The heart is full and now it's spilling
 Barreling down the steps
 Only a moment left

 In hind of sight no peace of mind
 Where you begin and I'm defined
 Daughter of unconscious fate
 Time will tell in spite of me
 In hind of sight no peace of mind
 It begins and we'll be fine
 Where shadows bend and suddenly
 The world becomes
 And swallows me in

 Whistle to a friend
 Gentle til the end
 Anyway in a name
 She takes shape just the same