

Hey, I think I'm lost. (laughter)
Under the pier, the tide is coming in
Tell me where to turn,
where do I begin?
(where to go)
It's two AM, the wind is picking up
I'm holding onto this cheap paper cup You said turn left by
the saltwater stand With the
purple crystals and the fortune-telling hand
I hear the bass from the party down below But your voicemail
is the only guide I know
Under the pier, the tide is coming in Tell me where to
turn, where do
I begin? (where to go)
"Hey, if you reach the metaphysical store,
you've gone too far...
just walk toward the lights on the wooden dock."
Under the pier, the tide is coming in Tell me where to
turn, where do I begin?
(where to go)
I see the lights now... (yeah)