Matt Pond Pa

now youre pressing them farther than you thought theyd go
ive lost my mark, its best to let go
the salts between us as it sticks in the folds
we side in the swell, we both have to know
*which side are you on
i wont be here that long
off the rail its awfully stale
id never thought that id turn down the offer to fail
watch them get smaller to the shore in the cold
arms hold me up, the legs kick a hole
*
she is the comfort ,somehow brings me in
the sands to stand, we dont have to know
which side are you on
i wont be here that long
we rise in the swell
we rise in the swell
off the rail its awfully stale
id never thought that id turn down the offer to fail
[ For Sale Lyrics ]