Lost Coastlines - Okkervil River

Packed and all eyes turned in

No one to see on the key

No one waving for me just the shoreline receding

Ticket in my hand and thinking wish I didn't hand it in

Cause who said sailing is fine

Leaving behind all the faces that

I might replace if I tried on that long ride

Looking deep inside but

I don't want to look so deep inside yet

Sit down sit down on the proud wave bye

There might not be another star

Farther on the line Look out

Look out at each town that glides by

And there's another crowd to drown in crying eyes

And see how that light you love now just won't shine

There might just be another star

That's high and far in some other sky

We sing is that marionette real enough

Yet to step off of that set and decide

What a dance might mean to it

Ruining the place where the ensuing may lay escape

We packed up all of our bags the ship's deck now sags

From the weight of our tracks as we pace beneath

Flags black and battered rattling our swords in service of some fated

Foreign war

And Jonathan says we sail out on order of him

But we find

That the maps he sent to us don't mention lost coastlines

Where nothing we've actually seen has been mapped or

Outlined and we don't recognize the names upon strange signs

And every night finds us rocking and rolling on waves wild and wide

Well we have lost our way

Nobody's gonna say it outright

Just go la la la la la la la la la