
Date of issue: 15.11.2018
Record label: Mailboat
Song language: English
Coastal Confessions |
Well I’m a tidal pool explorer |
From the days of my misspent youth. |
I believe that down on the beach |
Where the sea gulls preach |
Is where the Chinese buried the truth. |
So I dig in the sand |
with my misguided hands |
and if I dig deep enough |
Hell I just might dig it up. |
Talking about treasure |
Talking about pleasure |
Talking about love |
Now I’m a reader of the night sky |
And a singer of inordinate tunes. |
That’s how I float across time |
Living way past my prime |
Like a long lost baby’s balloon. |
So I hang on to the string |
Work that whole gravity thing |
But when my space ship goes pop |
Back to the earth I will drop |
Into the sea |
Or the limbs of a tree |
Or the wings of my love |
And I don’t know what I’m supposed to do |
Maybe invent me a story or two |
I’ve got coastal confessions to make |
How bout you |
How bout you |
They say that time is like a river |
And stories are the key to the past |
But now I’m stuck in between |
Here at my typing machine |
Trying to come up with some words that will last. |
It’s so easy to see that we live history |
And if I just find the beat |
I know I land on my feet |
I always do |
Hadn’t got a clue |
Does it comes from above. |
And I don’t know what I’m supposed to do |
Maybe invent me a story or two |
I’ve got coastal confessions to make |
How bout you |
How bout you |
Let’s go to church, Sonny… |
So bless me father, yes I have sinned. |
Given the chance I’ll probably do it again |
I don’t need absolution |
Just a simple solution will do. |
So let’s talk about the future |
Or the consequences of my past |
I’ve got scars, I’ve got lines |
I’m not hard to define |
Just an altar boy coverin' his ass. |
I know I can’t run and hide |
But just hang on for the ride |
There will be laughter and tears |
As we progress through the years |
But still it’s fun |
Hey I’m not done |
Gonna dance 'til I fall |
And I don’t know what I’m supposed to do |
Maybe have me a boat drink or two |
It’s just the coastal confessions I hear |
Tell the truth |
Tell the truth |
I’ve got some coastal confessions to make |
How 'bout you, how 'bout you, how 'bout you, how 'bout you |
And you, and you, and you |
42 years since my last confession |
Well father, do you have the rest of the week? |
Let’s get started |
I had impure thoughts |
I smoked some pot |
Stole some peanut butter |
Father, wake up. |
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