Bob Gaulke - Rain on the Beach Lyrics

Sky's the color of sand
Tide's gone out we're emptying cans
Now it's starting to rain
We're far from done yet

Taking the long way home
Over paths of lime and sandstone
Around the way TVs go on
Sun sets to the sound of applause

Rain on the beach
Finding the space we need
Rain on the beach
You and I taste like the sea

Ice cream or a video to rent
Feeling the impending dread
The world outside is creeping in
Monday people coming-how do we hide from them?

Tide's swirling green and brown
Umbrellas fold up, vendors go home
Time collapses to the sound
Of blown radios and carnival drums