Every day I'm walking to the shore
But every day is nothing like the day before
Wait a minute, hold a second
Washing sand, washing sand

Wishing from a distance for some more
Why am I missing all the pictures from before?
Wait a minute, hold a second
Washing sand, washing sand

I wish the present represented me with grace
With all these independent memories staring at my face
Vision blurry, pictures losing sight of you

I wish I remembered
Versions of the present
Just before they happened
Give me one more second

Every day I'm walking to the shore
But every day is nothing like the day before
Wait a minute, hold a second
Washing sand, washing sand

Wishing from a distance for some more
Why am I missing all the pictures from before?
Wait a minute, hold a second
Washing sand, washing sand

I wish the present represented me with grace
With all these independent memories staring at my face
Vision blurry, pictures losing sight of you

I wish I remembered
Versions of the present
Just before they happened
Give me one more second