Dead Dads and Sad Moms - Fay Wolf
All along at the end
I see shell you could've wanted
Haunts you would've haunted
Waves you didn't like
In the dark dark blue
We are drivin' up long island
To watch the seagulls flyin'
Over dollars made of sand
Crabshoes cryin' for the first time
The lonely wake up glad
Show me why they're all not sad
I came here to say
That you were all of her yesterday
I came here to see
If you could tell me how to make her believe believe
The lifeguards knew the way
Comin' up for air in red on the self-same day
Where are they now
Crabshoes cryin' for the first time
The lonely wake up glad
Show me why they're all not sad
I came here to say
That you were all of her yesterday
I came here to see
If you could tell me how to make her believe believe
All along at the end