Pack up your bags, babe We're going for a ride No, I can't tell you where, that would ruin the surprise This winter just won't end Lord, knows what we've been through It's been the kind of year that damn near broke us clean in two Let's head down to the shoreline and wash off all this blame Swim out past the breakers just to curse the maker's name Try to find that piece of us we lost all those years ago Out on the sinking sands of Chicamacomico I swear I'm gonna lose my mind If I have to hear about God's plan one more god damn time I'm just staring at the sky, begging for an excuse I never knew hard until I took apart that room that never got used I'll never pretend To know what you're going through But you ain't the only one who lost something that day Honey, I lost him too