I miss the scent of low-tide on the shore dimpled sand where baby clams have gone to hide Greedy gulls, bellies full, back for more They're strafing the boardwalk, sunrise oceanside. The earth and us, we are mostly water There in the deep, that's where life began Mother earth, your sons and daughters, reconnect with you walking in the sand Living land-locked, well it's killing me This time tomorrow, I'll tell you where I'll be Down the shore Back to the ocean That ancient atmosphere I'm looking for I'm headed for my destination Up the Jersey turnpike, and down the shore The earth pulls the tides The tides are pulling me This time tomorrow, you know where I'll be Down the shore Back to the ocean That ancient atmosphere I'm looking for I'm headed for my destination Up the Jersey turnpike, across the causeway, and down the shore.