(Composição: Glen Phillips e Todd Nichols) We spotted the ocean at the head of the trail Where are we going, so far away? And somebody told me this is the place Where everything's better and everything's safe Walk on the ocean Step on the stones Flesh becomes water Wood becomes bone Half an hour later we packed up our things Said we'd send letters and all of those little things And they knew we were lying, but they smiled just the same Seemed they'd already forgotten we'd came Walk on the ocean Step on the stones Flesh becomes water Wood becomes bone Now back at the homestead, where the air makes you choke And people don't know you, trust is a joke Don't even have pictures, just memories to hold Grows sweeter each season, as we slowly grow old Walk on the ocean Step on the stones Flesh becomes water Wood becomes bone
