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