Walking along the high tide line
Watching the pacific from the sidelines
Wonder what it means to live together
Looking for more than just guidelines
Looking for signs in the night sky
Wishing that I wasn't such a nice guy
Wonder what it means to live forever
Wonder what it means to die
I know there's a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
The wind could be my new obsession
The wind could be my next depression
The wind goes anywhere it wants to
Wishing that I learned my lesson
The ocean sounds like a garage band
Coming to me like a drunk man
The ocean tellin' me a thousand stories
None of them are lies
I know there's a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
Let the pacific laugh, be on my epitaph
With it's rising and falling
And after all it's just water and I am just soul
With a body of water and bones, water and bones, oh, oh, oh
Where is God in the city life?
Where is God in the city light?
Where is God in the earthquake?
Where is God in the genocide?
Where are you in my broken heart?
Everything seems to fall apart
Everything feels rusted over
Tell me that you're there
I know there's a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
Yeah, ooh, yeah, I got my vice verses
Yeah, ooh, yeah
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Walking along the high tide line
Watching the pacific from the sidelines
Wonder what it means to live together
Looking for more than just guidelines
Looking for signs in the night sky
Wishing that I wasn't such a nice guy
Wonder what it means to live forever
Wonder what it means to die
I know there's a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
The wind could be my new obsession
The wind could be my next depression
The wind goes anywhere it wants to
Wishing that I learned my lesson
The ocean sounds like a garage band
Coming to me like a drunk man
The ocean tellin' me a thousand stories
None of them are lies
I know there's a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
Let the pacific laugh, be on my epitaph
With it's rising and falling
And after all it's just water and I am just soul
With a body of water and bones, water and bones, oh, oh, oh
Where is God in the city life?
Where is God in the city light?
Where is God in the earthquake?
Where is God in the genocide?
Where are you in my broken heart?
Everything seems to fall apart
Everything feels rusted over
Tell me that you're there
I know there's a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
Yeah, ooh, yeah, I got my vice verses
Yeah, ooh, yeah
Watching the pacific from the sidelines
Wonder what it means to live together
Looking for more than just guidelines
Looking for signs in the night sky
Wishing that I wasn't such a nice guy
Wonder what it means to live forever
Wonder what it means to die
I know there's a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
The wind could be my new obsession
The wind could be my next depression
The wind goes anywhere it wants to
Wishing that I learned my lesson
The ocean sounds like a garage band
Coming to me like a drunk man
The ocean tellin' me a thousand stories
None of them are lies
I know there's a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
Let the pacific laugh, be on my epitaph
With it's rising and falling
And after all it's just water and I am just soul
With a body of water and bones, water and bones, oh, oh, oh
Where is God in the city life?
Where is God in the city light?
Where is God in the earthquake?
Where is God in the genocide?
Where are you in my broken heart?
Everything seems to fall apart
Everything feels rusted over
Tell me that you're there
I know there's a meaning to it all
A little resurrection every time I fall
You got your babies, I got my hearses
Every blessing comes with a set of curses
I got my vices, I got my vice verses
I got my vice verses
Yeah, ooh, yeah, I got my vice verses
Yeah, ooh, yeah
Writer: JON FOREMAN
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY