Beachcombing

They say there's wreckage washing up All along the coast No one seems to know too much Of 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 (Head on home) been gone too long Leave my roaming Beachcombing Little wild kitten out hunting To see what he can get You're in a big city now 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 (Head on home) been gone too long Leave my roaming Beachcombing Oh oh oh Yeah yeah yeah Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh oh oh --- Beachcombing - Emmylou Harris and Mark Knopfler