Catcher In The Rye Lyrics

Let's ride out to Montauk
And sleep in the sand
I want to be succumbed to the waves crash
As we're laying hand in hand
I want to climb the lighthouse
As the lightning strikes
Watch these storms like artwork
Spelling out our names in the sky
Flashes of light

I want to taste ice cream as we sit on the dock
I'll tell you about what happened here
As we watch the sailboats rock
The wind blows so hard that the seagulls get stopped
They're floating in mid air
Stuck like I was
But will they rise or will they drop?

There's a street on the Concourse where the Waters are Bright
It's glowing pink and blue with jellyfish lights
We can sit on my old front lawn, there's a swing on the side
You read The New York Times
I'm holding on to the Catcher in the Rye Can you deal with my pain?
Can you deal with this place?
That I come from
Flashing back to my blood stained face
Where it's always swamped by rain
And the bay is always tipping over
The edge
On the edge
I'm on the edge
On the edge

I wore knee high rain boots
To get to school
To be their fool
In knee high rain boots

Can you see why I escaped?
Why I ran away?
I can't deal with this pain
I can't deal with this place

Where do the ducks go?
Where do the geese go?
Where do the queers go?
Away from here
Where do the ducks go?
Where do the geese go?
Where do the queers go?
Away from here
They stay clear
Away from here
I need you near

Let's get out of here

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