At the top of the ferris wheel you screamed out
And in the hotel at night you didn't sleep
'Cuz your sister was cryin' on the balcony
And your mother and father were out
It was your family's last attempt at Florida
In the last days before the aftermath
And you are always hangin' on your father's arm
In the sunny faded photographs
And you hate it and love more than you ever have
Getaway, getaway, getaway...
They sat together on the sand
And they watched you play in the waves
But in a whisper in the hallway your mother said
"Then I guess there's nothing left to save"
Getaway, getaway, getaway...
Getaway, getaway, getaway...
Getaway, getaway, getaway...
Getaway, getaway, getaway...
 
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