The Beach

[Verse 1] There's a hole in the roof And the rain's coming down The roads are all flooded There's no way back to town And this ship we came in on Has just run aground You know fate has a funny way Of coming around [Verse 2] The memories we've buried Have just taken seed When springtime comes They'll turn into weeds And they'll creep through your window To smother the dreams You know fate has a funny way Of coming around [Bridge] Oh, they'll carve our names like scripture To the soles of their feet Each footprint that they take It will tell of our deed [Verse 3] Drowning lies Oh, they're following me Till the flow tide comes To swallow the beach [Verse 4] This bottle of bourbon's Now dry as a bone It drank us all up And then it left us alone Well, we've since switched to skull pot But we can't choke it down You know fate has a funny way Of coming around