Intro :
They say there's wreckage washing up all along the coast
No one seems know too much, or got hit the most
Nothing has been spoken, there's not alot t o see
But somethi ng has been broken, tha t's how feels to me
We had a harmony, I never meant to small boats
Lying out in the water, li ke a slick of oil
Tide is running out to sea, under a dar kening sky
The night is falling down on me, a nd I'm a think ing that I should head on
Head on ho me (been gone to long)
Gone too lo ng, leave m y roam
Beachcomb
Little wild kitten out hunting, see what he can get
You're in a big city, that won't stop growi ng yet
The sun is goin'down smokin', a flaming testi ment
Something has been broken, a nd it feels permenant.
The little seabird flying, he knows were he want s to go
Quess I ought to pack my stuff, and d o the thing I know
Turn around and head on back, along the old s ea walls
I felt somthing give and crack , and now I' m sorry th at's all head on
Head on home (been gone to long)
Gone too long, leave m y roam
Beachcomb
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