Three Mile Pilot - Eastern Wave lyrics

This for the days that I fear This if for the way my legs fold This is for the days I feel too close to my home From that seat its easy to say they want it all but they won't change and still they remain chained I've seen the dead walk And miles away our plans to be replaced seem so clear and they remain fastened and chained to this anthem and to that view At least I'm brave On an eastern wave Through the western grave I could sift through whats left Keep it fresh to let it sting And just when you thought to leave this cra** season fell Its a legend of fire and pain Where then were sharp teeth I can't imagine all the things you say you've seen With too many eyes on the door Theres too many hands in the jar And miles away our plans to be replaced seem so clear and they remain fastened and chanined to that view I've seen the dead walk