Beachcombing

They say there's wreckage washing up

All along the coast

No one seems to know too much

Or who got hit the most

Nothing has been spoken

There's not a lot to see

But something has been broken

That's how it feels to me

We had a harmony

I never meant to spoil

Now it's lying on the water

Like a slick of oil

The tide is running out sea

Under a darkening sky

The night is falling down on me

And I'm thinking that I should

Head on home

(Head on home)

Been gone too long

(Gone too long)

Leave my roaming beachcombing

Little wild kitten out hunting

To see what he can get

You're in a big city now

That won't stop growing yet

The sun is going down smokin'

A flaming testament

Something has been broken

And it feels permanent

A little sea bird flying

He knows where he wants to go

Guess I better pack my stuff

And do the thing I know

I turn around and head on back

Along the old sea wall

I feel something give and crack

And I'm sorry, that's all

Head on home

(Head on home)

Been gone too long

(Gone too long)

Leave my roaming

Beachcombing