Maine Just Don't Feel the Same

Oh, ayuh
Here we go now
Maine don’t feel the same

I saw her sipping Moxie in a thrift shop chair
Whoopie Pie crumbs like she didn’t care
She said, “Bread in a can is an underrated meal”
Then she ghosted my texts like I wasn’t real

Flannel jacket, wicked grin
Ocean air, pine sap, little bit of gin
Said, “Meet me by the ferry round two”
I got there at noon, she never came through

Now the gulls are laughing louder
Than they ever did before
And every ayuh sounds like goodbye
When I stumble past your door

And the lobstah boats are blaring in the bay
Tides keep turning but you’ve sailed away
I’m lost in the fog where the herons don’t stay
You’re gone
And Maine just don’t feel the same

Moon hangs low over Casco Bay
Like it knows every word I couldn’t say
Cold as January, soaked in pain
You’re gone
And Maine just don’t feel the same

Ayuh, ayuh
Maine just don’t feel the same
Ayuh, ayuh
Maine just don’t feel the same

Stephen King paperbacks stacked on the floor
She called me Pennywise and slammed the door
L.L. Bean boots, no love in the laces
Now I’m eating baked beans in emotional places

Found your scarf in a Hannaford bag
With a bent-up receipt and a half-smoked drag
You left a note that said, “Don’t be weird”
So I cried in the truck while I finished a beer

Now every moose-crossing sign
Looks like it’s judging me
And the backroads all remember
What we almost used to be

And the lobstah boats are blaring in the bay
Tides keep turning but you’ve sailed away
I’m lost in the fog where the herons don’t stay
You’re gone
And Maine just don’t feel the same

Moon hangs low over Casco Bay
Like it knows every word I couldn’t say
Cold as January, soaked in pain
You’re gone
And Maine just don’t feel the same

Come on now
One, two, three, four

We kissed once by the Auburn Walmart lot
Near that poor pole every bad driver fought
Hit two hundred times, still standing tall
Should’ve known right then we were doomed to fall

You said, “Love’s like weather, it changes fast”
I said, “Baby, this Nor’easter’s built to last”
Tried to heal with a lobster roll
But butter can’t fix what you did to my soul

Bar Harbor lights looked blurry and blue
I blamed it on fog, but it might’ve been you
Acadia cliffs and the Cadillac dawn
Pretty as ever, but the magic was gone

I heard your laugh in a tourist crowd
Turned so fast I near fell down
Just some girl from Ohio buying maple cream
A cruel little trick from a broken dream

Pine trees whisper, “Get over her, dude”
But every lighthouse feels like an empty mood
Portland streets hum a sad refrain
Love’s a rocky coast and I’m stuck in the rain

Blackflies bite and the north winds blow
There’s a hole in my heart where your Subie used to go
Asked the Kennebec what I ought to do
It rolled on south like it knew I knew

Ayuh, I’m hurting
Ayuh, I’m blue
Ayuh, this whole damn state
Still smells like you

From Kittery clear up to Caribou
There ain’t one diner booth that don’t miss you too
Red snappers in the pan
Beans from the can
But I can’t put my heart back together again

And the lobstah boats are blaring in the bay
Tides keep turning but you’ve sailed away
I’m lost in the fog where the herons don’t stay
You’re gone
And Maine just don’t feel the same

Moon hangs low over Casco Bay
Like it knows every word I couldn’t say
Cold as January, soaked in pain
You’re gone
And Maine just don’t feel the same

Now the Moxie tastes bitter
The whoopies taste plain
Pine trees drip with that old coastal rain
I still love this place
But I can’t shake your name
You’re gone
And Maine just don’t feel the same

You’re gone
And Maine just don’t feel the same
Ayuh, Maine just don’t feel the same
No, Maine just don’t feel the same