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