Lyrics/Melody by Katrina Degel and Xenia Ghali
Vocals = Katrina Degel
Production = Xenia Ghali
Mastered at = Abbey Road Studios

Get Out

Second Stories

The Lass

Will Of A Fisherman (Live at 939)

Lyrics by Selorm Kploanyi
Music by RJ Tolson

Lost In Sound feat. RJ Tolson

The murky waves tickling the ground 
The orange sky when the sun goes down 
The innocence I lost and the friends I had found 
Oh, the Chesapeake 

The never ending city’s pulse 
The window of a shuttle bus	
I swear this won’t be the end of us 
Oh, the Chesapeake 

I’ve been rearranging everything I own 
To try and make it feel a little more like home 

The night we went to see a full eclipse 
The first time my heart had ever skipped 
Under stars that envied as we kissed 
Oh, the Chesapeake 

Don’t grow up 
Don’t grow old 
Keep those streams and water holes 
Let the kids play along the shore 
Forevermore 
Forevermore 
Forevermore

Remember to Play

The Chesapeake

A shattered glass in the sink 
A broken chair on the floor 
Mom and dad don’t seem like they’re 
In love anymore 

Silent dinners, screaming nights 
We hid under the covers in our rooms 
Wondering if it was something that we did 
To make them sleep in solitude 

Just hold on tight 
Soon they’ll decide 
You and me 
Amongst the debris 
As hearts approach the great divide 

We’d stay at his apartment on the weekends 
Above some poorly painted creaking stairs 
I could tell this was a part of fatherhood 
That wasn’t supposed to be there 

Just hold on tight 
Soon they’ll decide 
You and me 
Amongst the debris 
As hearts approach the great divide 

The trembling inside the chest 
The preparation for descent 
To have and to hold 
For better or worse 
It’s just an old verse 
...just an old verse 

Just hold on tight 
Soon they’ll decide 
You and me 
Amongst the debris 
As hearts approach the great divide 
We’ll turn out just fine 
We’ll forget all about it in time

Will Of A Fisherman (Live at 939)

Dylan Galvin

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