The Graveyard of the Atlantic

The Graveyard of the Atlantic - The Ataris

The Chesapeake below

These fumbled hands and nervous smiles

We medicate and stumble

To find the courage to talk aloud

In the streetlight silhouette

The neon halos shines so bright

While the radio cried young hearts be free tonight

So tell me how'd we end here

We all want to feel something

Even if it's only for a moment

Tell me what happened to our dreams

We had when we were young

We're never looking back

Tonight these echoes of our lives

Are calling out don't surrender don't surrender

Tonight these jukebox 45 s

Are calling out don't surrender don't surrender

Well I am just a bit part in this movie of your life

While the night brigade rolled on

Out on highway 95

We're carving out our lives

On these counterfeit guitars

While the ghost of our past ring down the boulevard

So tell me how'd we end here

We all want to feel something

Even if it's only for a moment

Tell me what happened to our dreams

We had when we were young

We're never looking back

Tonight these echoes of our lives

Are calling out don't surrender don't surrender

Tonight sad songs and whiskey nights

Are calling out don't surrender don't surrender

We grew up chasing sunsets

Now we both should shut our eyes

We're never looking back now

We were young and oh so bold

And torn apart by county lines

We're never looking back

Tonight these echoes of our lives

Are calling out don't surrender don't surrender

Tonight from the basements and the dives

We're calling out don't surrender don't surrender