Portland To Portland

Well, Everywhere You Seem to Go I Tend to Follow. It’s All the Love We’ve Made Up. Rain or Shine, the Weather's Fine. The Lighthouse in Maine Is Enough. It’s Enough. You Know I Always Check the Locks Before I Leave. You Know I’ll Always. You Know I Always Lock the Doors Before I Leave. Well, Everywhere You Seem to Go I Tend to Follow. Nap in the Front Seat. Sing on the Back Beat. When Should We Go? Or Are We Already Gone? It’s as if All Our Demons Tied One Off Below the Haystack Rock and Fell Asleep on the Lawn. We Fell Asleep on the Lawn. You Know I Always Check the Locks Before I Leave. You Know I’ll Always. You Know I’ll Always Lock the Door Before I Leave. Last Chance. You Took My Hand. The Coasts Can Be Clearly Seen. Last Chance. Companion Pass. The Coasts Can Be Clearly Seen. We Turn in Circles Like Dusk Turns the Page on Dawn. Not Really Turning Time for Much Too Long. We Turn in Circles. It’s One Last Trip Around the Sun Before the Decade Is Done, but Now the Decade Is Done. You Know I Always Check the Locks Before I Leave. You Know I’ll Always. You Know I Always Lock the Door Before I Leave. Well, Everywhere You Seem to Go I Tend to Follow. It’s All the Love We’ve Made Up