Muck or Coast?

A dirty hole beside a path
Miles west of the east coast
Anyone with a tainted past
Can redeem themselves with a toast
'Cause there's a fight, there's a fight
There's ten reasons to be right
To taste the sun, taste the sun
There's no reasons left to run, yea
A love centrifugal to my heart
She speaks her words like a timid orchestra
Maybe we fell into the hole at the start
But didn't know until the light was cast on us
'Cause there's a hole, there's a hole
There's a million silent holes
Sitting ducks, we're sitting ducks
We're fighting trapped in the muck
'Cause there's a chance, there's a chance
That it's a trip-wire romance
A wet blanket beside a path
Miles east of the west coast
Symmetrical story to the past
But the memories have killed their host
'Cause there's a soul, there's a soul
Who's trying to let me know
That there's a place, there's a place
Where I won't have to hide my face
And there's a sea, there's a sea
With treasures just out of reach - they are
Hiding beyond these holes from me
By the coast