Oceans Away

I hung out with the old folks

In the hope that I'd get wise

I was tryna bridge the gap

Between the great divide

Hung on every recollection

In the theater of their eyes

Picking up on this and that

In the few that still survived

Call 'em up and dust 'em off, let 'em shine

The ones who hold onto the ones

They had to leave behind

Those that flew and those that fell

The ones that had to stay

Beneath a little wooden cross, oceans away

They bend like trees in winter

These shuffling old grey lions

Those snow-white stars still gather

Like the belt around Orion

Just to touch the faded lightning

Of their powerful design

Of a generation gathering

For maybe the last time

Call 'em up and dust 'em off, let 'em shine

The ones who hold onto the ones

They had to leave behind

Those that flew and those that fell

The ones that had to stay

Beneath a little wooden cross, oceans away

Oceans away, where the green grass sways

And the cool wind blows

Across the shadow of their graves

Shoulder to shoulder, back in the day

Sleeping bones to rest in earth, oceans away

Oceans away

Call 'em up and dust 'em off, let 'em shine

The ones who hold onto the ones

They had to leave behind

Those that flew and those that fell

The ones that had to stay

Beneath a little wooden cross, oceans away