Lyrics Atlantic - Humming House

Atlantic

He found the finest fortune
In his grandfather’s grave
When they sold off the spoils
Of that coastal estate
His proud parents
Well they passed before he’d aged
But he found a fortune
In his grandfather’s days
Now he’s got coins in his pockets
And salt in his hair
And the ocean Atlantic
Caught in his stare
And those coins clink like shells
To his grieving ears
Cause he can’t buy back the Atlantic
Or his grandfather’s years
He can’t buy the Atlantic
He can’t buy its waves
He can sail on the earth
Or down around the Cape
He can’t buy the Atlantic
With his grandfather’s days
He can’t buy the Atlantic
With his grandfather’s grave
So what’s he to do
But take to the seas
And spread out the ashes
And those fond memories
Wander the wind
Wherever it may lead
Oh, what’s he to do
But take to the seas
He can’t buy the Atlantic
He can’t buy its waves
He can sail on the earth
Or down around the Cape
He can’t buy the Atlantic
With his grandfather’s grave
He can’t buy the Atlantic
But he can sail on its waves
He can’t buy the Atlantic
But he can sail on its waves