[Verse 1] The Woody’s in the driveway with a fresh coat of the wax Packing up the memories in the bags upon the racks Used to be for midnight runs and fires on the shore Now we’re counting sunscreen and her toys across the floor [Chorus] Catching the light on a brand new shore I don’t have to chase the thunder anymore She’s riding the crest of the gilded line Building up a rhythm that is hers to find Yeah, the morning is hers and the morning is fine [Verse 2] Finding center where the water starts to curl The weight of all the world within a little girl The tide is indifferent to the names we keep But I’m carving out a moment in the shifting deep [Bridge] [Chorus] Catching the light on a brand new shore I don’t have to chase the thunder anymore She’s riding the crest of the gilded line Building up a rhythm that is hers to find Yeah, the morning is hers and the morning is fine [Outro]
