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