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 in the water like a slick of oil the tide is running out to sea under a darkening sky the night is falling down on me and i'm thinking that i should
head on home been gone too long leave me roaming beachcombing
little wild kitten out hunting to see what he can get you're in a bg city now that won't stop growing yet the sun is going down smoking a flaming testament something has been broken and it feels permanent
little seabird flying he knows where he wants to go guess i ought to pack my stuff and do the thing i know i turn around and head on back along the old sea wall i felt something give and crack and now i'm sorry that's all
head on home been gone too long leave me roaming beachcombing