Drilling (P.O.S. Redo)

[Verse 1] This is us on a western Atlantic coast With no place to be, just takin' the sea Tonight with a constant buzz, staring at the ocean crashing on All the rocks below, in this foreign home [Chorus] This old story When we're gone I feel I'd never miss anyone And you lay in the grass along the edge [Verse 2] "Is this a dream?" You ask, and I don't say anything 'Cause it may be a dream, and we come to this place Like two convicts that have escaped, from the prison of everyday And for the moment we have our stay [Chorus] This old story When we're gone I feel I'd never miss anyone And you lay in the grass along the edge [Bridge] You know that tomorrow comes like disease, to us You know that tomorrow comes From this cliff's edge, gulls fly below us Diving into the sea below us, below us And I'm not cold tonight beside you, beside you And we're not cold tonight [Chorus x2] This old story When we're gone I feel I'd never miss anyone This old story Expatriate, you're coming home