Beach Craft Bonanza - Cradle To Wave

Hair of straw, glass of green, eyes as wide as your blood is blue
River deep, mountain high, still the same but I don't know why
Home again, off the bus, kiss the ground as it turns to dust
On the beach, after the gold, still a kid but you're getting old

Lost on the highway, headed back to old ways
Burning faster through the weekdays
Around the next bend, another old friend
Try to see you on the weekend

Black cloud get over me
Black cloud get over you
Get bent. I'm getting over, over, over you

Running out, close the door
Just like a hundred times before
Sorry ma, just let it be

Black cloud get over me
Black cloud get over you
Get bent. I'm getting over, over, over you
You, you, you

Written by:
Chris Baltrus

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