Roots rock, Folk, medium tempo, major, bright, light, carefree, organic, rural, country, Americana, warm, poppy, positive, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, violin, bass, drums, tambourine, glockenspiel, electric guitar, rhodes electric piano
Sleepy town nestled by the ocean
Theres a welcome sign on every door
Years from now a tidal will come along
And place it on the ocean floor
Take me down, down by the water
We can build a fire by the shore
We belong to the land of the living
But we dont wanna live there anymore
Live there anymore
Ill organize a proper expedition
We can set out on a new frontier
Chart a course tracking our position
As we watch the living disappear
Follow me down by the harbor
We can launch our voyage and explore
We belong to the land of the living
But we dont wanna live there anymore
Set the sails follow that horizon
As we leave the living in our wake
You can be Ferdinand Magellan
And I, I will be Sir Francis Drake
Lets embark on a brand new adventure
Boldly go where no ones gone before
We belong to the land of the living
But we dont wanna live there anymore
Implement our own constitution
Upon a far distance shore
We belong to the land of the living
But we dont wanna live there anymore
Live there anymore
We dont live there anymore
Live there anymore
We dont live there anymore