Maritime
Gregory Thomas Pease, Connor Carmelengo, Stephen Verdi
[Verse]
You can pull up your anchor
You’ll see how she un-moors
It’ll feel good to drift away, no matter what’s on the shore
[Pre-Chorus]
But you’ll be a stowaway, stealing that free ride
She won’t miss you either way
You go out with the tide
[Chorus]
And that’s what I don’t understand
And I’m one who’s got to understand
You’re what I don’t understand
And I’m one who’s got to understand