From the recording Scratches and Dust

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Lyrics

I head in Monday morning and I work from nine to five
I feel that second hand slow down until I feel ‘bout half alive
With four cold walls around me, it can feel just like a cell
And my little piece of heaven sometimes feels like a living hell

Now some head for the mountains and it makes them feel alright
Some head for a lakeside where they can camp out for the night
Some folks they go shopping and buy out half the store
But nothing feels as good to me, no I couldn’t ask for more
When I’m heading down the shore

Maybe it’s the ocean breeze when it’s blowing in your hair
Or maybe it’s the soft warm sand or it’s the salt smell in the air
Maybe it’s the breakers crashing on the shore
Or maybe I remember something from way back years before

But when my wheels are rolling and my headlights pointed east
Listening to the radio, I know that I have been released
Nothing beats the feeling, it’s what summer nights are for
And nothing feels like freedom more than walking out that door
When you’re heading down the shore

Getting tan in the bright sunlight
Making love on a summer night
Where boardwalks meet the tilt-a-whirls
And cool guys meet the pretty girls at night
It feels so right

Nothing beats the feeling, it’s what summer nights are for
And nothing feels like freedom more than walking out that door
When you’re heading down the shore