Fay Wolf - Dead Dads and Sad Moms

all along at the end
i see shells you could've wanted haunts you would've haunted waves you didn't like
in the dark dark blue
we are drivin up long island
to watch the seagulls flyin
over dollars made of sand

crabshoes cryin for the first time the lonely wake up glad
Show me why they're all not sad

i came here to say
that you were all of her yesterdays i came here to see
if you could tell me how to make her believe

the lifeguards knew the way comin up for air in red on the self-same day
where are they now?

crabshoes cryin for the first time the lonely wake up glad
show me why they're all not sad

i came here to say
that you were all of her yesterdays
i came here to see
if you could tell me how to make her believe

all along at the end